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Stopped at a flea market in Maine today. I saw a gentleman at a table with only two items for sale. A used recurve bow and a .22 caliber Luger copy. I was checking out the gun when I noticed a well dressed gentleman in a pink shirt with a tie standing very close and listening to my conversation. He was pretending to be interested in the shitty old bow. The guy selling the gun told me that he only wanted $200 for it. He just "needed money fast". I politely informed him that as much of a deal as it was, it was a 10 year felony for me to buy it as a Mass resident. I then left. I came back an hour later, and Mr. Pink shirt and tie was still hanging out 10 feet away, drinking a coffee and looking around. I suspect I avoided some sort of sting.