Twelve years ago, my son and I visited Maine for a fishing trip on the Androscoggin River. We went to a Walmart because those stores reliably sold licenses, and the experience would have been thoroughly unremarkable and forgotten if not for the guy who walked in and bought a rifle. Though his purchase process had started at roughly the same time ours did, he walked out of the store with the rifle — sorry, gun lovers, can’t remember which make and model — just before we left with our paper licenses.
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