Starter for @lostcndfound (For Candlesnuff)
A man entered the shop and then stopped. Tall, rugged-looking, built. It was just a little after lunch and the man already had a five o'clock shadow. Gray eyes momentarily came to rest on a random electronic doodad. Some sort of clock? He turned it over in his hand curiously but then put it back.
He had a knapsack slung over one shoulder. It didn't appear to be carrying much; he either had something to trade in or had come in with a shopping list in mind. He explored for a few moments and then, curiosity sated, he decided it was time for business.
He came up to the counter, turning his knapsack around toward his front so that its contents were more readily available. He then gave the proprietor a cordial smile in greeting. "Hello. I heard you do... 'disposals'."













