Paco Valdez
EC
"Who was that man?" You ask the barkeep, pointing in the direction that the old man had been sitting.
"Oh, that old cuss?" He says as though the man is worthless. "He's just some crazy gold miner who still thinks they's gold in these parts. Comes down here e'ry now an then to drink a few before he heads on out. He don' do nobody no harm, but I can't say as he's done nobody no good niether."
What interest would a crazy old miner have in you, you wonder. 'Course he could just be crazy, and staring you down could have meant absolutley nothing. You drink from your mug until it is empty, then let out a long and loud belch.
"Who was that man?" You ask the barkeep, pointing in the direction that the old man had been sitting.
"Oh, that old cuss?" He says as though the man is worthless. "He's just some crazy gold miner who still thinks they's gold in these parts. Comes down here e'ry now an then to drink a few before he heads on out. He don' do nobody no harm, but I can't say as he's done nobody no good niether."
What interest would a crazy old miner have in you, you wonder. 'Course he could just be crazy, and staring you down could have meant absolutley nothing. You drink from your mug until it is empty, then let out a long and loud belch.