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In the Gold Foothills of the Sierra Madre

Hey, fella, can you stake a fellow American to a meal?
Sure, but from now on you’ll have to make it through life on your own.

by wbiro 33 lines, 3 comments, on Sep 15 5:04 AM. In To Old Movies, Hard Luck, Gold Prospecting, Greed, Treasure

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