I remember a time in my life when every gun I owned could be counted on the fingers of one (human) hand. Dark, sad, and desperate times those were. Nowadays we have the comforting luxury of several layers of redundancy.'Ha!
I remember a time in my life when every gun I owned could be counted on the fingers of one (human) hand. Dark, sad, and desperate times those were. Nowadays we have the comforting luxury of several layers of redundancy.'Ha!
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