"Pal, I ain't saying shit unless you're NWH or fn. even then, I barely tell shit to my NWH"
English
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"God fuçking dammit..." he says, raising a palm to his face. "Well thanks for the big help, buddy." He then turns stubbornly and walks to the door of the saloon to leave, his cloak trailing in the air behind him.
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((End))