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Would you saddle up your Harley and take Highway 395 to Barstow in the furnace of summer? And what would you do if you found the priest, or John Wayne, or the Himalayan high priestess?
All you need are seventy horses between your legs, steel and chrome up the butt, a bag of Snickers, and Johnny Cash in your ear crying his heart out over June Carter.
The Gray Rider takes the challenge at a blackjack table in Fallon, and loads up with a baggie of peyote, a lid of LSD, a handful of Cubans, an old Abercrombie fly road, and one of those anti-Covid masks. That's all it takes; that, and the devil's plan.
Genre: Fantasy
All you need are seventy horses between your legs, steel and chrome up the butt, a bag of Snickers, and Johnny Cash in your ear crying his heart out over June Carter.
The Gray Rider takes the challenge at a blackjack table in Fallon, and loads up with a baggie of peyote, a lid of LSD, a handful of Cubans, an old Abercrombie fly road, and one of those anti-Covid masks. That's all it takes; that, and the devil's plan.
Genre: Fantasy
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