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  <title>Sandy's Cards</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/839281/Round-Trip'&gt;Round Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Western/'&gt;Western&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Suspense/Crime&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 1,672, Reviews: 1, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Old &quot;Sandy&quot; Sulley had been around since the very first days of Rocky Point's boom, mostly slouched over an empty whiskey glass waiting for someone to fill it again. He was always willing to trade talk for drink. But this time it's a bargain for Jake.</summary>
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