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The young man was haggard, though his eyes were alert and darted to the corners of my shop whenever the shadows shifted. But I was used to shifty paranoid clients. I had a knack for procuring... unconventional goods.

"What do you seek?"

"Unholy water."

"Demon summoning?" I eyed him, "You don't look proficient."

"No, I need to exorcise a guardian angel."

"Ah, overzealous?"

The walls of my shop began to shake, and he nodded, whimpering.

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