The year was 1873. You were a young woman who came from a wealthy family from London. One day, you and your father went out to the market place to look for a gift or two for your mother's birthday. While you were out you saw a man. The man was tall, a bit dirty, he was a bigger and with a round firm stomach, pale skin, bags under his eyes, brown hair, and not the most attractive man you have ever seem. You asked your father who he was. And your father explained that the mans name was Edward Barker. Everyone thought that he was odd. He barely spoke apparently. According to your father the man owned a shop, and he had some of the best products there. If you needed a hair brush, a mirror, a leather boot, just about anything that can be made by hand he sold and it all lasted forever.

Now that you had this information about this Edward Barker, you had to speak to him.

Once gloomy day, you realized that you needed another sketchbook and pencils, so you decided to go to Edwards shop.

When you arrived you saw him, seemingly putting some products on a self.