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Another lazy day in this small town was proving to be the death of one Adria Frisch, bored photographer extraordinaire. It was bad enough that school was on vacation, but the kicker was that nobody seemed to want to hire a teenage girl whose only living relative was overseas and so far out of contact that even her daughter didn't know how she was doing. Normally on a day like today, she would walk around the city and take photos for her portfolio. Too bad her camera lens was cracked...
Today's mission involved finding a replacement lens, and it was proving to be quite a chore. The proper stores were selling them at prices way out of her league, the convenience stores had nothing that fit... she was beginning to get discouraged until she passed the pawn shop. She'd never been in before, having heard (and partially believed) that pawn shops were nothing but shady dealers dealing shady things. Today seemed to be a day for swallowing pride, though, so she went inside. But not after steeling herself properly.
And, of course, it was nowhere near what she thought it would be. She was immediately distracted from looking for a camera lens by the fact that the shelves were lined with everything. Seriously. This had to be the most random - but awesome - collection of stuff she'd ever seen in her life! With a smile, she started at one corner of the store, prepared to make her way all the way around. Besides, it wasn't like she had anything better to do today.
Today's mission involved finding a replacement lens, and it was proving to be quite a chore. The proper stores were selling them at prices way out of her league, the convenience stores had nothing that fit... she was beginning to get discouraged until she passed the pawn shop. She'd never been in before, having heard (and partially believed) that pawn shops were nothing but shady dealers dealing shady things. Today seemed to be a day for swallowing pride, though, so she went inside. But not after steeling herself properly.
And, of course, it was nowhere near what she thought it would be. She was immediately distracted from looking for a camera lens by the fact that the shelves were lined with everything. Seriously. This had to be the most random - but awesome - collection of stuff she'd ever seen in her life! With a smile, she started at one corner of the store, prepared to make her way all the way around. Besides, it wasn't like she had anything better to do today.