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      Two days now Matt Sabre had been marshal of Painted Rock.  Yet the job was not new to him, for he had been marshal before in other towns.  And this town was no different.  Even the faces were the same.  It was strange, he thought, how little difference there was in people.  When one traveled, got around to many towns, one soon realized there were just so many types, and one found them in every town.  Names were different, and expressions, but it was like many casts playing the same roles in a drama.  The parts remained the same, only the names of the cast had changed.

-Louis L'Amour, from his short story The Marshal of Painted Rock