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Two cowboys stood in silence in the old Texan barn. Scattered cards, broken table, and a raised gun.
“You cheating son-of-a-bitch.” The hammer cocked. “Bad, bad deck is all, I swear it Paul,” quivered the other. “Why shouldn’t I kill you?” “I, I, because......” BANG! A puff of smoke. Thud. “And cut!” The director yelled.
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