Gray Mexico

Jimbo's gait was smooth as Gray rode into the town of Concina. It was a typical small Mexican town consisting of a large church, a mercantile, livery stable and of course the saloon. He rode over to the community watering trough that was in the center of town. Climbing down off the large animal he stirred up a cloud of dust when his feet touched the earth beneath him. Walking to the pump handle that was attached to the nozzle over the trough he began pumping the greasy handle. Water...
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Jimbo's gait was smooth as Gray rode into the town of Concina. It was a typical small Mexican town consisting of a large church, a mercantile, livery stable and of course the saloon. He rode over to the community watering trough that was in the center of town. Climbing down off the large animal he stirred up a cloud of dust when his feet touched the earth beneath him. Walking to the pump handle that was attached to the nozzle over the trough he began pumping the greasy handle. Water began to pour into the depression and filling the trough with clean sweet-smelling water as Jimbo drank his fill of the cool liquid. Then after pumping the tank full he lowered his head down and with his left hand scooped up the refreshing cool liquid. After all of this, he climbed back on the horses back and rode towards the saloon that was just a short jaunt from the center of town. The saloon was at one end of the town with the church at the other and the livery stable and the mercantile were on the sides of the small dirt street that ran through the town. Mountains surrounded the whole gathering that made up the town of Concina. Stopping in front of the saloon he stepped off of Jimbo again and wrapped the reins around the hitching post. Gray pushed the saloons bat-wing doors out of his way as he wandered through them heading towards the bar. Seeking the far end of the drinking establishment so he could be where no one could come up behind him. A large ornate mirror was in front of him with the usual large picture of a nude woman with a glass filled with some kind of liquid at least he figured that is what the artist wanted to portray."What will it be Senior, Mescal, tequila, or beer," the heavyset Mexican asked?"No whiskey," Gray jokingly asked with a big grin lingering on his face already knowing the answer?