It was a couple days before Anna could gather herself enough to return to the saloon. When she did, she had Clint by her side for support. The girls were very understanding as was Sam, the barkeep. “You just take your time, Anna. Me and the other girls can keep the place running till you…
 He had lost track of how long he had been riding… it seemed like he had been in that saddle since he was able to sit up straight. One day melted into another and the nights had been cold and lonely for as long as he could remember. But that was the life of a…
A ribald poem -Dangerous Dan McGrew They were whooping it up At Yukon Halls A guy by the juke box Was scratching his rusty balls A man named Pete had his hand On the cunt of a girl named Sue Just inside the back door Sat Dangerous Dan McGrew And there on the floor Lay…