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The weather. Tomorrow, expect a... Biting cold front.

Mmm, how naughty. I wonder what I'll be wearing or taking off.

The night will be wild and untamed.

Expect heavy, lashing rain that'll soak you to the skin.

By Monday, temperatures will rise,

slowly but surely, reaching their peak in the afternoon.

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The car park rings with the unmistakably deep clink of a shotgun shell loading before all hell breaks

loose. This was the town of Skidmore, a town dead set on ridding themselves of a pestilence that had brought

them to their knees.

On the other side of the coin was Ken McElroy, a man who'd been born into abject poverty.

He was 15th in line of 16 children born to Tony and Maybell McElroy, but by the end of things,

he would become the most infamous McElroy

to walk the streets of America. He dropped out of school when he was only 15 years old, not to work

or help support his family, but to learn a trade, a very specific trade. Ken was a burgeoning criminal,

testing the waters and dipping his toes into the world of

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