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“So Ezra walks into the saloon, see. And he picks out the biggest...the meanest...the ugliest...the smelliest...the orneriest cuss in the place -- the fella who just happened to have the biggest pile of cash sitting in front of him at the poker table -- and sashays right over to him.”
The End