I once got behind 6 locals at the Walmart checkout. Each from a different generation. Toddler, momma, grandmother, great grandmother, great-great grandmother, great-great-great grandmother. GGG grandmother was in a slob sled but everybody else was standing/walking on their own power...
There've been several news stories with indigenous personnel whining about all the stows and fast food joints closing up and leaving the fair city.
There are several "business deserts" in Macon. You might see a C-store, a finance company office and maybe a beauty salon, maybe, maybe a fish...