Living: Pushin' Boots for Urban Cowpokes

Kicking up a storm in Western footwear

The tall stranger ambles into the shop out of the blistering midday sun and doffs his stetson.

"I came for my boots," he growls.

"These the ones you ordered?" asks the shopkeeper, nervously handing a pair of boots across the counter.

Nodding, the stranger slips his weary feet into the leather, stands up and slaps his hip. "Perfect,"he says.

"Fine, that'll be $800 plus tax."

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