In Prescott - you'll run into cowboys now and then. Of course - it is the origins of the wild west. You see them riding their horses and tending the cattle - I spotted a cowboy once on my way to work - he was sitting on a huge rock, reading a book - had his western hat on and his full riding gear - probably was waiting for the rest of the crew to show up so they could start rounding up the cows... I have to admit - it brings its own unique flavor..
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