“I told him I’d stop by as often as I could to sign jerseys. I’m not sure about future events. With the season starting, I won’t have a lot of time. Where is your store? Do you have my jersey? I’d love to come see it sometime.” He finishes and I turn back to face him. “No.” “No, you don’t have my jersey at your store or no, I can’t see it?” “Both.” “Why not?” he asks, laughing softly. “We don’t sell sports memorabilia, and you can’t help another store sell books and then come by mine.” “Because….?” “I’m really sorry,” the woman managing the impatient line interrupts again. “It’s fine. I’m
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