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Anita checking it all out
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Anita putting on her badge
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Rustin setting up
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Rustin at ease
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Another view from our table.
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Our secret stash
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shutting down for the night
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a new concern
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the wall o' ammo a row behind our table
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Bigger stuff
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an awful lot of handguns
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still mostly empty
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Yes, those are just what you think they are.