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Rayland Givens is getting old. He's still quick on the draw, but now he's more internally aware, more thoughtful as he shoots his Glock 19 into hearts and guts. He's grown, matured, i hate that, in his youth he used to quip humorous asides as he shot the bad guys. He had anger, I mean real anger, and that made him interesting. Now he's older and looks like he wants to go fishing or write a poem or two. I am almost overwhelmed with sadness. I still like his hat.

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