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... . Beneath the wide brim of his hat, he flicked his eyes around in quick, cautious glances. Only after confirming that no one was looking directly at him did he slowly, carefully reach behind his back.
His body was twisted at the waist, one shoulder pressed against a large wooden cask for support. In a place most people would never think to look, squarely in the center of his posterior, an arrow jutted out, trembling faintly. It had sunk a good six inches deep, a perfect bullseye.
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