[He'll never understand the appeal of gold. Still...it's a much better sight than the chair in the next row. Dust. That shouldn't be at all possible, but sure enough, there's a chair made of dust. It'd given him pause before, but he'd gone further down the rows...never again. That's the start of the real strangeness, and it's plenty for him.]
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[He'll never understand the appeal of gold. Still...it's a much better sight than the chair in the next row. Dust. That shouldn't be at all possible, but sure enough, there's a chair made of dust. It'd given him pause before, but he'd gone further down the rows...never again. That's the start of the real strangeness, and it's plenty for him.]