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Duncan got a hateful stare for his comments.

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By now the sun was at high noon. They had walked for three hours.

Johnny's carefully coifed hair had lost quite a bit of volume but he bore the sweat and heat with a stoney face. Despite his compromised look he was still insanely handsome.

Doris on the other hand walked with a pained expression. She had her headscarf and goggles on for good measure.

The desert provided not a single place of ol' sombra. A tyranical one-hundred and one fahrenheit beated down on them. The metal of the train tracks shimmered like a mirage in the distance. A loud concert of crickets played from the thorny dry patches of grass here and there.