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So there I was, a mouse among men with my Colt .45 in hand and sweat running freely down my face. I was blustery and full of nonsense. This time it cost me dearly.
A troupe of Circus Performers encircled me as I stood over the smoldering body of one Kathleen Tru-Hardy, the most beautiful acrobat that had graced the trapeze. At least, in this Circus she was. The bullet hole in her back would match my weapon of choice and the torch in my hand still dripped onto her corpse.
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