Finished Folds (21—23)
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4He felt a little sorry for himself, truth be told. It hadn't been the greatest night, and it would certainly take some time for the scars to fade - letalone the hurt from when she
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4and this time felt no different. He checked the Colt .45 tucked into his belt and tilted his cloth cap out of his eyes. He could handle this, he had the guts, the know-how and
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4found nothing but an empty room. "Odd", he thought, feeling his earlier anger ebb and his pulse return to normal. Searching for the source of the sounds, he noticed an open