“I swear that I will buy every last garment you have for double the price you sell them for
Aharon was packing up his wares when he noticed someone watching him from a distance.
“I have one last cloak to sell, are you interested?”
“Oh, I’m very interested.”
The king approached Aharon and examined the beautiful cloak. He whistled softly, running a hand across the luxuriously soft fabric.
“I’ve seen handiwork like this before.”
“I assure you, the garments I sell are genuinely unique. No one makes them like this.”
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