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You watched Benny twirl his 6 shooter around his 8 year old finger, then cleverly put it back in the holster on the right hand side of his jeans;his cowboy hat was on string about his neck, the hat at the back. He saw you going towards him. Hi Janice, did you see that? See me twirl the gun? You nodded: Yes that was good; where did you learn to do that? Saw it at the flicks, he said, this cowboy did it and I copied him, and practised. You walked up to him and saw his hazel eyes and brown hair with the curl at the front. Want to have ago? He said. Ok, you said. He gave you the gun out of the holster, and you put it onto your 6 year old finger awkwardly, and tried to twirl it, but it fell from your finger and flew off, but Benny caught it and handed it back to you. Try again, he said. So you did, but slower and after a number of tries, you finally got it to twirl a couple of times. See you did it, he said smiling. Not so good as you though, you said, handing him the gun. Practise is how, he said, you got a gun at home you can practise with? No, you said, I'm a girl; anyway Gran wouldn't like me to have a gun at home. It's only a toy gun, it's not real, he said, but he never told you that the night before he shot Billy the Kid and Wyatt Earp dead.
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Dec 1, 2016
Dec 1, 2016 at 1:27 PM UTC
BENNY THE KID 1956
You watched Benny twirl his 6 shooter around his 8 year old finger, then cleverly put it back in the holster on the right hand side of his jeans;his cowboy hat was on string about his neck, the hat at the back. He saw you going towards him. Hi Janice, did you see that? See me twirl the gun? You nodded: Yes that was good; where did you learn to do that? Saw it at the flicks, he said, this cowboy did it and I copied him, and practised. You walked up to him and saw his hazel eyes and brown hair with the curl at the front. Want to have ago? He said. Ok, you said. He gave you the gun out of the holster, and you put it onto your 6 year old finger awkwardly, and tried to twirl it, but it fell from your finger and flew off, but Benny caught it and handed it back to you. Try again, he said. So you did, but slower and after a number of tries, you finally got it to twirl a couple of times. See you did it, he said smiling. Not so good as you though, you said, handing him the gun. Practise is how, he said, you got a gun at home you can practise with? No, you said, I'm a girl; anyway Gran wouldn't like me to have a gun at home. It's only a toy gun, it's not real, he said, but he never told you that the night before he shot Billy the Kid and Wyatt Earp dead.
KIDS IN LONDON IN 1956
TerryCollett
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Dec 1, 2016
Dec 1, 2016 at 1:27 PM UTC
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