A Shop That Sells Memories at the End of the Alley
In a world where memories can be bought and sold, an old man arrives seeking to purchase something far more valuable than mere recollection.
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Yet if I were to buy that memory, could I truly say it was something I experienced?
People inflate false memories as if they were real treasures, and now memories themselves must be proven.
Ever since that shop appeared, memories could be sold for high prices—even more so if there was evidence to back them up.
Then one day, a shabby old man came to the shop, with not a trace of vitality in his face.
The old man said he wanted to purchase the most expensive memory in this place.
But what the old man was choosing was not a memory at all—it was his own death.
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