You are so right. Everything’s made to break these days. This guy traded me a copper axe for some flint nodules… damn thing got dull after four or five chops. I went right back to stone!
How am I supposed to know? He gave me a piece of clay with a bunch of wedges in it and looked at me with this expression that made it look like I was supposed to know what that meant. Anyway, it was his loss. I can get more flint by the river whenever I want.
You are so right. Everything’s made to break these days. This guy traded me a copper axe for some flint nodules… damn thing got dull after four or five chops. I went right back to stone!
Who provided the copper ingots? Was it Ea-nāṣir?
How am I supposed to know? He gave me a piece of clay with a bunch of wedges in it and looked at me with this expression that made it look like I was supposed to know what that meant. Anyway, it was his loss. I can get more flint by the river whenever I want.
Wait… did you miss copper orientation day?