No seller will get ahead of the other if everyone's selling the same thing, and if every seller wants to shine brighter than the rest without adding a speck of ingenuity to what everyone's selling.
Like every street vendor in my hood is selling roasted peanuts and boiled eggs, placing us (patrons) at a circumstance in which we must make a choice, but between alternatives that are equally undesirable; you know, creating relationships of avoidable rivalry, and causing feelings of displeasure stemming from the belief that one's betrayed by another.
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