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Deseret Industries is a place where dreams are made. Ever since my freshman year here in Utah, I have transformed the D.I. into one of my stomping grounds. My friends and I would go so often that Trina the cashier knew us by name. The thrill of the D.I. stems from not knowing what lost gems could turn up; whether in the clothing section, the knickknack shelves, or the book corner. My apartment has been decorated this way semester after semester and the compliments about the various artworks have never ceased. I am proud to say I am a Deseret Industries regular and hope someday the rest of the world understands its beauty as well.