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So, you let this old boozehound drink here?!

Good for you.

You look like good people.

Shame on you.

I haven’t had a good whiskey in quite a bit.

I’m usually drinking that sludge they sell with a sneer.

After all, forgettin’ doesn’t know.

Me, shit?! Don’t care less no more neither.

Tab!…

Or, rather – which one of you fine folks wants to buy me the first?

You know me, no matter how strange I look – I always keep my hat on.

An’ I’m always willing to sell it by the time the toll chimes the last round.

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[Pause for a cacophonous belch]

Let me ask you fu… familiars a question?

Wait, let me thank youse for the drink first.

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Now the question…?

Gracious!

When’s the next train outta this town?

That late?!

Shit,

I guess I’m here for the night.

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My, you’ve got a pretty dress on.

Next one is on me!

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