Shmavon taps the new inflated price on the digital board, then fans out the thick wad of bills. He chuckles softly, the sound echoing in the nearly empty store. Outside, the darkened windows of Armen’s former shop reflect the glowing superstore. The camera remains locked off, letting the quiet cruelty of the victory settle. Off-screen voiceover (all characters have their mouths closed, no one ...
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