The elderly woman wasn’t joking when she told Rakesh he couldn’t miss her shop. It was a psychedelic fever dream, with various curios, an innumerable amount of incense, and even a wall of swords.

"Wow." He breathed as he walked inside. "How have I lived here this whole time and never been in here?"

"It's amazing what you can find when your eyes are finally opened." The elderly woman smirked from behind her glass counter. "I'm glad you came to see me, Rakesh."

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