HOW would you like to have a shining silver coin in your pocket?” the mysterious old man with dark and deep eyes and a pot belly asked Aladdin. “It’s money for jam. The bananas you’re trying to sell in this market are only attracting six-leggers. Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies like a banana. Tsk, tsk.”
“A silver coin?” said Aladdin, his eyes brightening. “What will I have to do?”
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