🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

it was locked, I should have asked for the keys...

The old man began to list the secrets of his trade.
- I'm not a bourgeois pig, I'm not trying to make a profit - I earn enough to live on, I have a good memory for faces, I don't sell the same goods to the same people twice, and I don't have to pay for a house or taxes or rent.

—Bravo, it's rare to meet a responsible entrepreneur these days. —he clapped twice. —You can't imagine how much I was ripped off at the Sugarian market; it seems that people have lost all shame and conscience. I would have bought boots, a cloak, a bomb, a helmet, and gloves.

Abilu decided not to exploit the situation out of the highest moral respect for the old man.