Drifter:
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Drifter:
It's been a while. You look good.
Mary Death:
How'd you track these guys any way?
Drifter:
I have my ways.
Mary Death:
You gonna tell me who your snitch is?
Drifter:
Nice try. Look I only want Trevor. You can have the rest.
Mary Death:
Where's your gun caddy?
Drifter:
Killed by gypsies in the waste lands.
Mary Death:
Gypsies...
Drifter:
You *do* look good.
Mary Death:
You look like shit, old man.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:39