Freakonomics Friday

Going to work this morning the light rail was filled with sleepy teenagers with full shopping bags coming home from the Mall of America, and going home it was newly awakened teenagers heading there.  And a few middle-aged people who also had the apparently requisite Abercrombie bare-chested man and Ho_er(?) bareass kissing couple bags.  I felt like I was back in the late 80s Castro, except so not.