The Beating
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They were two and strong not oriental or indian or white.
They were mexican illegals eye cant say just how eye knoe this.
They were dressed like cowboys.
They had matching outfits. One had more weight on .
Hats were matching blaack with wide brims, gloves belts boots were black.
SHiny new leather and the hats looked new as well.
They both wore denim, I think they came from a RANCH that day.
"What aer YOU doing out here",they demanded of me.
I am speaking to these people on the trail i said,
Oh and by the way "EYE am HOMELESS" eye said.
They took out gloves and placed them on they hands and then took turns upon my face with what eye am not certain.
It could have been a rock or a brace of Iron, or nuckles made of brass. They worked on me a while eye thought that eye would WOULD die. When it was over then one smiled. That is what made me mad.
But even anger could not help me, they did NOT even rob me.
They got they jollys from that beating what more can eye say.
I think that they were gay.
I remember one of them from that day.
I got a good look from what was left of eye.
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