Prologue
If you ever riff
with either one of us
BREAK OUT,
before you get
bumrushed, at
The Wild Wild West
When I roll into the
The Wild Wild West
When I stroll into the
The Wild Wild West
When I bounce into the
The Wild Wild WestWill Smith
Wild Wild West Soundtrack
I walked over to the small window of what was the stable attendant’s office. I reached to my belt and pulled out my lucky silver dollar. I turned to Krista, waved the dollar and said:
“I’ll leave the money for our stay here on the counter.”
So saying I threw the dollar on the counter.
It hit the counter.
The room rocked once to the left, then spun once on its axis to the right.
“What the fuck was that?”
Continued in Chapter 1
Wild West - Prologue
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