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THE BIG GUN
"MY GUNS WERE MADE BY THE DEVIL!
Don't touch them. They're bad luck to anyone but me. The last man to see them was my best friend. He tried them on for a joke. The next night I shot him by mistake. They're staying in the oilskin now. Nobody will ever use them again."
Ignoring the Toledo Kid's warning, the other man flipped the oilskin roll open. The two silvery guns flashed their mute message of death on the table between them . . .
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