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It's 7.01 AM. Hannibal wake's up and walks to the bathroom. He throws some tap water on his face and looks himself in the mirror. Day by day, he was getting older and older, it was already visible from the mirror image. He sighed once and exited the bathroom. He jumped over the railing, straight into the kitchen. He took some beef jerky from the fridge and ate it with some coffee. After finishing his breakfast, he put his clothes on and walked out of his house. Another old resident, Nathan Vargas, was just outside his house. The old geezer was still alive, though he was now reduced to a wheelchair. They both hated each other. Hannibal said to Nathan:

"Morning, Vargas"
"Piss off", Nathan responded.

Hannibal walked past him and said:

"Next time, if you ain't dead yet, I'll do it myself you old wanna-be enclave piece of shit"
"You wish!", Nathan yelled.

Hannibal walked all the way to his shop and noticed someone standing in front of it. He light up a cigarete and put it in his mouth. He looked at the man, he was a new face. Hannibal groaned once and then said:

”Customers this early? Where is this world coming to..”, Hannibal grabbed the key to ”Carver's Fix” from his pocket. Before he opened the door he said to the newcomer:

”Has the new sheriff introduced himself yet? He tends to bug the newcomers"

Just like the previous one.., Hannibal thought to himself.

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