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... ther swift. And why wouldn't it be? The bullet had barely lodged itself in his flesh. The projectile was extracted, a stitch or two was applied, followed by some bandages. Which were tenderly replaced in a timely manner by Bruno's wife.
Sure, he had damn near died, and would have done so if he wasn't an alcoholic, but the wound itself which had been inflicted on him was minor. The near death incident came from the fact that had he not been wearing a thick and heavy wool greatcoat, with a ...
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