You better hope the wind don't shift. Your townsfolk get a whiff of you, they're liable to clear out faster than you can say formaldehyde.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
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T.L. Barston, Bounty Man复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
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Back in the days of the old West, there were these stretches of territory that I think God and nature just plain forgot about... dark and parched and empty as the moons of Mars. Places where sensible men never vertured... where only dreams and phantoms walked. Kind of a way station between civilization and the Ninth Circle of Hell - The Badlands.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
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I smell the aroma of cash.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
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I only wish I could have stayed, but with a bounty man, it just doesn't work that way.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
