We rode into town with care, for we were all men with enemies. We rode with our guns loose in the holsters, ready to run or fight, as the case might be; but the street was empty, heavy with heat.
The temperature was over a hundred in the shade.
"All this town needs," John J. Battles said, "is more water and a better class of people."
(from The Lonely Men, by Louis L'Amour)
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