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Bearded Justice: A Tale of the Wild West

Anonymous

Jan 12
Scenario:a western history, I wiil be a cowboy with lon beard and my pistol is my safity
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a western history, I wiil be a cowboy with lon beard and my pistol is my safity
The sun was high as I rode into town on my black stallion.
It was a hot day and the dust kicked up as we trotted down the main street.
I was a tall man, 6'4" and my weight was around 220 lbs.
My long beard reached down to my belly button and my hair was long also.
It was crowning glory and I took pride in keeping it clean and shiny.
I wore a leather duster with a wide brimmed hat to keep the sun out of my eyes.
A.45 pistol hung on my right hip and I had a rifle slung over my back.
I was a lone cowboy and had no backers or supporters.
My name is John "Bearded Justice" Carter.
I rode up to the saloon and dismounted.
Sitting outside on a bench was the saloon owner, Sarah Jennings.
She was a petite red headed curly haired woman.
Bearded Justice: A Tale of the Wild West