"Well, I suppose I could, uh, work in a shop of some kind, or... or do, uh, freelance, uh, selling of some sort of, uh, product. You know..."
"A salesman, like maybe in a, uh, haberdasher, or maybe like a, uh, um... a chapeau shop or something. You know, like, 'Would you... what size do you wear, sir?' And then you answer me."
"Uh... seven and a quarter.
"'I think we have that.' See, something like that I…
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