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Falling (Whinnying Edition)

Posted on March 14, 2014 by PB Rippey

Leapt down the vastly spaced steps to the stalls, rounded the corner, Indy saddled up and ready to go, I talked to him, rubbed his cheek as I led him to the ring, a man opened the gate for me, … Continue reading →

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