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Chainsaw

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What do you do if you're a forlorn American in an old Mexican town and meet up with a friendly older American? What if he's happy to take you under his wing? What if you learn he's been down there over thirty years but won't really say why? What if you press him and he reluctantly decides to tell you his fascinating story? And what do you do when you start to wish you didn't know?

Find out what happened years ago in a remote part of the Mount Hood National Forest. You'll want to run, too.(CC) Attrib. NonComm. NoDerivs

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