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Remember: everything Vash The Stampede says is made up.
Vash was sitting on his own in the middle of nowhere tinkering with his nickel revolver. He looked up when he heard footsteps aproaching him. Vash smiled and stood up, spinning his revolver on his finger before holstering it. "Hello there!" he greeted warmly. "What brings you out to this place?"
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