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`` I know you ain't ''!!
Dan affirmed, feeling ten feet tall.
He moved in close, jerked the handsome, broad-brimmed beaver hat from Nate's head and clamped it on his own.
`` Here's a present for you '', he said, shoving his bullet-riddled hat down over Nate's purpling forehead.
`` Me and you's trading hats so's you'll have something permanent to remember me by ''!!

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