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“The stranger, crouching down beside Nico, turned to him with a huge grin on his face. “You know what I said to myself this morning?” he said, somehow managing it both softly but quite friendly. “I said to myself, 'Self, what this afternoon really needs is a good old-fashioned shoot-out in the middle of the street.' What is this, the Wild, Wild West? Ridiculous.”

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