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Prologue

He had never listened when people who talked about the Emporium on 3 street.  He was a non believe until this day…

Ever day, he would pass by then unusual, creepy store on the way to his mum’s. Ever day he would count how many new things wear is the stained glass windows.

Ever day was the same until one day he saw an old man with a neon crow on his shoulder staking the shelfs.

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