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Riding with Barefoot Bob

People often ask me how I met Barefoot Bob, and I usually make something up, but seeing as how I’m writing this down and asking you to bail us out of jail, I suspect it’s time to tell the truth.

Yeah, we’re in jail.

Again.

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