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A recent incident at a Walmart in Windsor, Connecticut, highlights the unsettling potential for harm in everyday situations. Cheryl and Mel Johnson discovered a razor blade protruding from a shopping cart handle during a late-night visit.
Mel injured his hand, prompting them to alert the store manager, who immediately had all carts inspected, finding no additional blades. The police proposed that it could be a malicious prank or a tool used by shoplifters to remove security tags. This isn’t the first occurrence; a similar incident happened in 2015 in North Dakota. The Johnsons are thankful Mel’s injury wasn’t severe, but the situation could have been much worse, especially if children were involved or if the blade had rusted.

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