"I only accept trade, sorry," The trader replied from the driver's seat of his cow and goat drawn cart. "Have anything you're willing to part with? Scrap metal, weapons, books, actually clean water'd be great. I'm headed to the Alamo Graveyard after this, water's better than bullets out there." "How much water do you want for the tapes?" Rose inquired, several mason jars of fresh, clean water wrapped snuggly in her messenger bag. "Eh, not too many people need tapes anymore, fuckin' no one back in Rushmore wanted'em," The trader began, rubbing his bristly chin. "Half a liter sound good?" "Have a tank or bottle or something I can pour it into?" Rose asked, removing a half liter jar from her bag. "Yep, there's a big ol' plastic tank in back…anything else I can do for you?" The trader asked as Rose poured the jar’s contents into the large plastic water tank.
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