Ride the Pink Horse

         In time everything was all right. If you were an indian. Maybe that was the terror the stone indian generated. In time, you were nothing. Therefore you were nothing. He'd had enough of Pancho's tequila philosophy. Enough of thinking

Ride the Pink Horse
Dorothy B. Hughes
1946

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