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The party walked over to the saloon doors leading to the VIP section. Tim loudly read out the sign above the door.
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"PRIVATE... Surely they don't mean us?"​
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"What are you doing there?" The bartender asked grumpily.
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"I suppose they did." Matilda said defeatedly.
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They knew they'd have to find another way in.

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