THE SMOKE HOUR
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There's a small town deep within the heart of Texas. You'd never find it if you weren't lookin' for it. Hell, even if you were lookin', livin' there's a bad idea. Probably the worst idea you could have, 'specially if yo' skin wasn't the color of the paper you write on. No one darker than milk ever lasted long in Perdition. Lot of 'em ended up as lawn decorations. If only they'd held out a little bit longer, my peoples could've saved 'em. Done to them what they done to us. They deserved it. All of 'em did. Well, maybe not all. But, most of 'em. I'd like to think we saved the town. Blood spilled, yes. But, none of that blood was pure. Klansman, all of 'em. No one'll miss 'em. We sure as hell won't. Who's we? I guess it's 'bout time you gets to know us, huh?
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