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:The saloon door swings open, letting the chilly outside sift through the nearby patrons. A silloette of a tall man saunters in. As he steps into the dim light of the smoke-filled room, his red trenchcoat is revealed and his eyes peer out through yellow-tinted glasses at the nearby occupants. Under the brass- buttoned coat slings the holster for his black-handled six-shooter. The silver of the gun glints at those who see it as he walks to the bar to drown the painful memories. 'How could my brother do such a thing? How could he?' These thoughts plague him as he continues to fight. Fight... for LOVE and PEACE.: :TRIGUN: