Gunsmoke and Blast

The scent of cordite hung heavy in the air, a familiar aroma that spoke of danger and thrill. The dusty saloon was filled with the murmur of gambling, and every eye turned to the doorway as a lone figure stumbled through. He was a tough hombre with a piercing gaze, and his finger hovered on the handle of his revolver. This town had seen its shar

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