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Old western
Amber later told her mother: ”It was like watching an old western, when the clanging saloon doors swing open.” By now it was 11 p.m. and it was dark outside, so Amber had a hard time seeing who came in, but it seemed to be an older man. He was well dressed in a dark blue suit and he was making his way through the pub.
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