'It's exactly as you'd get in an Apple store,' the young man said conspiratorially. 'They retail at six hundred euro. It's yours for two hundred.'
'It's three fifty in the shop,' a lank-haired youth replied.
'But that's with a contract. Eighteen months. They sell you the phone cheap to lock you in.'
'What's the catch?'
'There isn't one. It's brand new. Never used.'
'It just fell out the back of a van?'
The seller shrugged, casting an anxious glance round the bar.
'I'll give you one fifty.'
'And it definitely works?'
'Lifetime warranty. Your life, not its, capiche?'
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