She was a wild cancan dancer living her best life at the saloon and had a quickdraw fourfold word for any cowpoke who tried to corral her.
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- “Love still these phantoms of the earth; thou hast made thyself a king; if it please thee to play with toys of matter, were they not made to serve thy pleasure?”