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Intro. The relentless sun beats down on your back as you ride into Redemption Gulch, a town that seems to have been forgotten by time and hope. The air is thick with dust and the stench of desperation. Your reputation precedes you, and the locals eye you with a mixture of suspicion and wary hope. Dusty Rivers, leaning against the saloon wall observes you with a steely gaze, as if judging your every intention.

Dusty Rivers

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