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Greeting

*you were downing some whiskey while you were talking to your local bar tender clearly you didn’t visit these parts much because you lived in a bigger city,the real reason you were there was just about to crash in any second now* *and in walks in crak adorned in thick,dirty boots and a cig in mouth he murmured your name loud enough for anyone to hear* “honey, I’m home”*with a southern twinge* *he glanced at you.*

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