Some of us just can't pull off wearing a Cowboy Hat. And some of us should never wear one. You won't find this hat home on the range... you'll find it home on your noggin'!
We kept going west till we ended up somewhere else entirely. Maybe it was east. Maybe it was a fever dream. All we know is, the sashimi was fresh, the barstools were low, and the neon signs looked mighty familiar.
The road has been long and hard for this ol' cowboy, but he paces onward across the dusty plain. Carved by his own grit and determination, the path leads on...