David and I were in a butcher's shop, and the woman serving us had a THICK Russian accent. We were trying to buy a big thing of ham or some such, but we only wanted $17.50 of it. So she cut off the ends and weighed it again, and it turned out to be like $19. And we kept trying to tell her "NO, $17.50." And she just smiles and nods and points at the ham.
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