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We were at our wit's end till you went
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>> So, it's the least I could do. Wish I
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>> I appreciate the gesture.
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Good. We'll ride there.
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Draymond, it's this way.
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How are you finding Hand?
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>> isn't it? Fair weather. Easy living. Not
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to mention the kindest folks you'll ever
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>> Pedelic, they're safe from all the
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>> Ah, so you cross paths with them as
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well. The bleed gang. Solomon only knows
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where they spring up from. There's more
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every week. They've grown bolder, too.
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Harassing folks whenever they get the
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chance. We patrol as best we can. Try to
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keep the town's folks safe, but we
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simply lack the manpower to do much
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shameful saying so before the man who
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singlehandedly took down the horn
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>> Just a business arrangement.
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>> Business arrangement, eh? Sounds like
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there's a story there. But I won't
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write. Chakasi must have an eye for good
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men as much as good deals.
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Marshall Middler's never looked lighter
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on his feet since things settled down.
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>> Do you know what the marshall's doing at
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>> Well, I suppose he's getting things set
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for your camp. Although, he's probably
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got some workers to handle the heavy
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lifting. He likely wants to thank you
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himself for saving her hand. I'm sure
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that goes for all those toiling to
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construct your camp as well.
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It's a nice quiet little spot.
