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[fmed]

[Ed is sitting hunched over in the corner of a bar, a huge bottle sitting in front of him. Next to the bottle, there's a silver watch sitting on the table. The bouncer tried to keep him out. Guess how that ended? Grabs the bottle and takes a swig out of it, staring darkly out at the people milling around the bar. Someone's taken after a certain bastard colonel.]

Five years...