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... o sell me something,’ Zaroth cursed inwardly.
"Thanks, but I am not interested," he replied as he flashed a false smile at the man.
"Are you sure about that?" the man replied as he opened his suitcase and took out a bottle containing a few pills.
The salesman handed it to Zaroth with a smile. "It is quite clear you are suffering from a headache, so these pills would numb the pain."
"I said I don’t want them," Zaroth replied, this time with a hint of frustration in ...
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