I was strongly reminded tonight on the commute home that I live not only in the very real, very metro DFW but in the mythical TEXAS as well. In the middle of Frisco, right beside all the 121 tollway construction, I started up a rise and there silhouetted against an apricot sunset sky was a cowboy. Yep, a real cowboy, stetson and all, astride
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