Target, grappling with escalating theft and “organized retail cri me,” is set to close nine outIets across four states. Despite “adding more security team members, using third-party guard services, and implementing theft-deterrent tools,” the challenges with crime persisted. Below are the affected markets along with the remaining stores and employment data:
New York City
-Harlem: 517 E 117th St. (96 remaining stores, over 20,000 team members)
Seattle:
-University Way: 4535 University Way NE
-Ballard: 1448 NW Market St., Ste. 100 (22 remaining stores, nearly 4,000 team members)
San Francisco/Oakland:
-SF Folsom: 1690 Folsom St.
-Oakland Broadway: 2650 Broadway
-Pittsburg: 4301 Century Blvd. (32 remaining stores, over 6,400 team members)
Portland:
-Galleria: 939 SW Morrison St.
-Powell: 3031 SE Powell Blvd.
-Hollywood: 4030 NE Halsey St. (15 remaining stores, more than 2,500 team members)
Over 150 stores remain operational in these regions. Target is boosting security through locking cases for certain merchandise and allying with the U.S. Department of Homeland Security’s Homeland Security Investigations division. “While we will continue to make meaningful investments throughout our business, we cannot solve this issue on our own,” the firm noted.
Living Across from a Cemetery, I Saw a Baby Left by One of the Graves on Halloween Night — Story of the Day
On Halloween night, I thought I’d just be handing out candy, but I saw something I never expected—a baby, alone in a car seat by a grave. I rushed outside, heart racing.
Halloween had always been my favorite. I loved decorating and handing out candy. But two years ago, I lost my daughter, and with her, my husband. Now, I was alone.
That night, after the candy ran out, I saw the car seat. I approached it, finding a baby girl inside. There was a note: “Amanda, one and a half years old.” I called the police, but no one had reported her missing. I asked if I could take her home. They agreed.
Caring for Amanda was hard, but I fell in love with her. She filled the void in my life. Then, one morning, a knock on the door brought a police officer and Amanda’s grandmother, Carol, to take her back. Reluctantly, I handed Amanda over, my heart breaking.
Later, I realized Carol had abandoned Amanda. I called my ex-husband, John, for help. We took Carol to court and won custody. I was granted permission to adopt Amanda.
As John walked away after the trial, I called him back, asking him to join us for dinner. That night, I became a mother again, and hope returned. Halloween had brought me Amanda.
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