
You walk into Steve Saylor’s Bookstore. It’s a small quaint little place. Everything organized and neat. The smell of a roaring fire fills the air that comes from the fireplace in the back. Several patrons are sitting in the plush leather seats by the fire reading, or listening to the freely available podcasts that Mr. Saylor has available. A friendly brunette woman in her mid twenties stops looking at her MacBook as she notices you walking in. She smiles.
“Hello, welcome to Steve Saylor’s Bookstore, my name’s Georgia. Anything I can help you with?”
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