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As I sat in the local saloon, sipping on a whiskey and staring into the flames of the fireplace, I began to think about my life. The gang, the robberies, the shootouts – it had all been so thrilling, so exhilarating. But now, with the law closing in and my own mortality staring me in the face, I knew it was time to set the record straight.