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Dude, is that…?
Mike squinted, trying to get a better look. “Dude… is that gold?” he whispered, eyes wide. The old man held a gleaming nugget, examining it like it was a priceless gem. Brody grabbed Mike’s sleeve, pulling him lower. “Keep it down!” But before they could make a plan to leave—or confront him—the old man turned and walked straight toward the very machine they were hiding behind.
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