Goodman Ranch was swathed in sunlight, its soil a burnished bronze. The ranch stretched far in every direction, cows herding and sheepdogs barking off into the horizon. The pasture-land this side of town was scrawny and hardscrabble, which was why Mr. Goodman’s ranch had to be so big — the cows ranged far and wide.
From Zeke the Cowboy
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MN Manmacker's mansploitation