In a department store, an elderly lady asks me the price of a high-hanging handbag. It is small and beige and is made from the skin of a faux-reptile. It has been reduced from forty-nine pounds to nineteen pounds and ninety pence. She is grateful for my help. I ask for a middle name in return.
She chuckles. She is wearing a pair of gold-rimmed spectacles. On her feet are a pair of well-worn red loafers. Her hair is white and curly. She tells me her 'second name'. I thank her for her help. She smiles broadly and turns back to consider her possible purchase.
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