Her head rears to him, her eyes half open, twitching to close.
"I'm not an addict, just like the taste."
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"Yeah. Just heard of a man. Aaron Saywer I think was the name. Can't remember well though."
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"Think I met him once. Scarred, bulging muscles, black greasy hair? A giant shotgun? Nice guy. Helped him out with a job."
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"Yeah, think that's him."
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"How do you know him, huh? Met him?"
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"Nah. I was told about him or something. Don't remember how exactly."
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"Damn right you should've, he was a hero. Everyone should be known about him."
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"Yeah, heard about some of the shit he did. Pretty cool."