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Essays from West of 98
It’s high noon in the frontier town. A tall, handsome hero strides into the dusty street where his outlaw nemesis awaits. The two men draw. The outlaw is fast but the hero is faster. His aim is straight and true. The outlaws falls to the ground. The townspeople celebrate, but the humble hero needs no acclaim. He rides into the sunset accompanied by a beautiful woman that he loves.
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