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- John "Doc" Holliday
His Daughter Found His Gun. The parlor was quiet, save for the soft ticking of the mantle clock and the occasional creak of the wooden floorboards. Doc sat in his armchair, a half-empty cup of tea in one hand, his other resting lazily on th…
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