Sherlock didn't examine the letter. He took the "Winterfell Monthly Digest" and muttered to himself as he sat down.
"I don't recall subscribing to any newspaper…"
The newspaper was huge. The size was equivalent to four pages after unfolding. Each of the pages had their own headlines.
"Winterfell No. 666 Sale, shop discount of 9.99%, a sale that will not come back, a rare occurrence in a hundred years!"
"Fretting over mischievous children smoking, having hematemesis, playing truant, and being rebellious? Don't worry, find out more about a professional kid disciplining machine. Just a bat and have another kid without any worries!"
"Selling counterfeit stuff, selling counterfeit stuff. I am selling fake goods, but they are really cheap."
Sherlock read the articles carefully. He was sure he wasn't buying, but he took down the shops' contact addresses.
"Calling for advertisements."
