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A tall weather-worn cowboy walked into the saloon and ordered a beer.

The regulars quietly observed the drifter through half-closed eyelids. No one spoke, but they all noticed that the stranger's hat was made of brown wrapping paper.

Less obvious was the fact that his shirt and vest were also made of paper. Truth be told, even his chaps, pants, and boots were paper, including the spurs.

Of course he was soon arrested for rustling...
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