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Bixbite just looked at the two of them, smiling.

Bixbite: Are you feeling better, Woody?

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Marty arrived at his camp, sitting in a log and muttering in silence. Everything was pretty quiet back there, it was still pretty early.

Marty: ''Goddammit... I lost the shotgun and the walkie-talkie. The boss is gonna be pissed...''