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22
Cowboy
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So there I am, happily typing away when I hear a clip-clopping outside the window. It’s only a bloody cowboy riding down the street.

So there I am, happily typing away when I hear a clip-clopping outside the window. It’s only a bloody cowboy riding down the street.
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March 22nd, 2005 at 5:00 pm
I wonder if he knows every crack in these dirty old sidewalks of broadway?