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"They'd rather sell us their mysterious trinkets from lands a-here, apparently," Sarah replied with a sigh. "I got a couple things that might sell well, but I'm barely breaking even keeping our inventory stocked. Tell me, what should I charge for these?" She asked, showing him a box of twenty some odd silver necklaces with cherubs hanging on the end of the thin chain. "Call them, what? One of a kind youth amulets from a far off land? The person who sold them to me said they were enchanted with youth and beauty, so that's not entirely a lie. Charge, what, fifty shequels a piece and hoc them to older women?"
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