I'm staring down the barrel of a rather large gun. The man holding it is telling me to get the fuck off his land. I tell him I was born here. I hear the click of the safety and guess he doesn't give a crap. I run, he starts shooting.
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I'm staring down the barrel of a rather large gun. The man holding it is telling me to get the fuck off his land. I tell him I was born here. I hear the click of the safety and guess he doesn't give a crap. I run, he starts shooting.
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