Jim was fat. It's always temporary, Elmira said. You tell him, Fowler said. He had never had to plan for a storm in brushy country, with a fresh herd of cattle.
The whores took the top story and the gamblers and cowboys used the bottom. You ain't a cattleman. We got ol' Deets to thank that we're still alive, Jake said. Then Jake spotted Po Campo, who was sitting propped against a wagon wheel, his serape wrapped around him.
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