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What gets me happy tho—she’s a fighter. Gotta be. Like Saul, pushin’ through hell. “The rabbi’s not coming,” they say in the flick—nobody’s savin’ her either. She’s her own damn hero. Surprised me once, readin’ bout this whore in Nevada—legal brothel gal—saved up, bought a ranch! A frickin’ ranch! Who’s laughin’ now, huh?

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As the novel follows Crofton through skirmishes with a sharpshooting prostitute, a gang of frontier KKKers, and on to bigger battles, first in Cuba and then.

Some days I get mad at the noisy hustle on Pine Street (ugh, so annoying sometimes!), but then I find solace near the sculpture garden at West End. A lil' hidden oasis, not many peeps know ‘bout it. Truuuth, it’s like the calm after a storm, and I just stand there in awe, thinkin’ “I am the master of my fate.” Haha, doh, guess I’m havin’ one of my those days!

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