"I don't know, little buddy," Sam frowned as he drew his gun. "This town looks pleasant enough, but when the sun goes down, the seedy underbelly comes out to cause mayhem."
"Oooh! I like seedy underbellies," Max said. "Poppy seeds?"
"Occasionally watermelons," Sam said. "You get past that husk, and there are seeds everywhere."I don't think it
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