As you look over the options, you keep finding your eye drawn to the North Korean book though you have no idea why. Following your gaze, the old man smiles. "Something peak your interest, hm?" He picks up the book and runs his hand over the cover. "An interesting choice if I may say so. This book contains every known piece of propaganda art since the Worker's Party of North Korea came to power. So many decades of work and all of it designed to convince others that thier view is the right view. Who wrote this book is unknown but I can vouch for its authenticity and I have the documents to prove it." He goes away for a moment but comes back with the documents and you skim through the clearly officiated papers and nod.
The man beams at you like a child who was just promised a treat when they get home. "Excellent choice and, for being such a good customer, it's free." Your eyes go wide. "Free?" How can a rare if not one of a kind book be absolutely free? The man just chuckles. "Through my travels and trades, I've become very wealthy so I can afford to give off some of my minor trinkets for free to those who make me smile." His face goes serious. "Before I let you have this though, I have to legally restate this; these items contain the essence of thier culture and you buy them at your own risk." You give the old man an odd look before shrugging it off. Maybe it's just a cultural thing? "I'm sure, Mr?" The man chuckles. "Please call me Keichiro." He hands over the book before shaking your hand. "Have a good night." "You too." You wave as you leave the store and head home. Where do you live?
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