Freedom Arms, Friday

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There were, for reasons unknown, a crap-ton of katanas in the store today. More katanas than Alec felt could reasonably be sold in a year. So it was for that reason, and not because of anything else, that he found himself marking them down. Way, way down.

Katanas. Get four for the price of one.

Much later in the day, he modified the sign just slightly:

Katanas! Get four for the price of one.

In retrospect, he thought he actually preferred the first version, but there was no way to undo it now.