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[whitetwoguns]

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What is the appeal of visiting this place? Now, I'm only askin' because I can't think of the answer. At least not one that'd apply to so many fu [oh wait there could be kids around] er...people. All of you can't be gambling types and the hunting isn't what you'd call sportsman grade. Far as I know that means no monsters.  Entertainmet? Nope

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So what're the stakes?

1/3

[whitetwoguns]

Double--

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or uh---

[whitetwoguns]

Nothin'.

Double or nothin'.

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Aren't you rolling high, either you've got nothing left to lose or you're a real somebody.

[whitetwoguns]

I'm not one to brag but I'm a somebody, darlin'.

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Okay fella, convince me.

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I got an apartment someplace in the sky.

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Next you're gonna tell me you can fly.

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I got my ways.

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You haven't run into a real pill up there have you?

[whitetwoguns]

Not as of late. Should I have?

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I know only one other guy who flies solo and he can be real wise. He's the reason I'm here, no doubt about that.

[whitetwoguns]

Oh yeah? Well, better watch yourself, dollface. There are plenty of creeps in the cracks.

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I have a name, mac.

[whitetwoguns]

S'cuse me. I'm better than that.

Call me, Mr. White.