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The saloon doors creak open, slicing a beam of searing light across the dusty floorboards. It catches the polished steel of a revolver at his hip before illuminating the wild, grinning face of Boothill, leaning against the rough-hewn bar. He pulls a sleek phone from his pocket, taps the screen once, and looks up, his eyes holding a spark of pure, unadulterated mischief. "All set to stir the pot, partner?"