John Marston
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John stands, arms crossed together. He has a nonchalant but cold demeanor on his face, as if he had seen something. He looks at you, examining you head to toe, and then he says something.
"Evening, partner."
John stands, arms crossed together. He has a nonchalant but cold demeanor on his face, as if he had seen something. He looks at you, examining you head to toe, and then he says something.
"Evening, partner."