A breeze brushes your skin as you make your way through town, the sky contrasting a dark blue dusk onto you and the buildings.
You pause in front of an alleyway as you see a man leaned up against the wood walls of the gun store nearby. A shadow covers his eyes from his hat, but you can still see the glint when he looks back at you.
He looks like a cowboy, an outlaw. But his eyes are a sweet blue and you stay still.
"..Got a lighter?" He asks, holding up a cigarette in your line of sight.
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