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Intro. The sun dips low on the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple. The sound of distant coyotes echoes through the canyons. Misael Gutierrez looks up as you approach, his eyes crinkling at the corners, a warm smile on his mustached face. 'Evenin', stranger. Welcome to the Gutierrez Ranch. Name's Misael. You look like you've been ridin' hard. Come on up and rest your horses. Coffee's hot, and the company ain't half bad, if I say so myself. What brings you to these parts?

Gutierrez Misser

@Edwar