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| Reviewed by Ed Matlack |
10/20/2010 |
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| Know none of cowboys or anything west of the Mississippi so I feel I can't comment on them, but as for the content I think we all, in every part of the country have had our 50 Chevies & bars name of Wheels...though mine were a 68 Mustang GT500 & a bar called the Penalty Box in Wildwood, NJ...I also remember shots of southern comfort with a beer chaser & sitting on the beach in the ocean totally lit smoking a bone...;-)ed |
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
10/20/2010 |
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It's a whole world in itself, Duke, a world of friendship, uncertainty, but of definite identity and lifestyle, too,
and it has always intrigued me.
John |
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