Going for it at the Warbonnet on a Friday night. It was the girl on the right’s birthday.
Bareback horse-riding down Main Street at 8 PM on a Sunday night. No big deal.
Brother and sister at the Warbonnet.
The old regulars, including bartender Murray, get some poker in during a quiet afternoon at the Warbonnet.
This is the “barred for life” list at the Warbonnet. If you get your name on there, forget it. You are never coming back.
This is the mini liquor store in the front of Ick’s. You can get takeaway there till 2 AM. If you want to get into the bar, you pound on the bulletproof glass there and see if they’ll let you enter.