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11. Calloway Cattle Ranch

A normal day at Calloway Cattle Ranch involved nomadic cowhands and ranch hands herding the cows out to new pastures all day, workers that operated the dairy and those that were in charge of animal care and the likes. Most of the ranch hands slept in the ranch bunkhouse, a gentrified redbrick building that sat further up the hill

Mentor walked towards the large stable, having handed off his daughter to a trusted worker who was wager to give her a tour. The stable held a total of thirty-four stalls and twenty-nine horses, with seventeen lined on either side of the wide longitudinal walk path.

The smell of juniper and steed enveloped the air as he entered through the main front door.

He could hear some whistling ranch hands busy in the empty stables with spades and iron pans and he remembered the stables were supposed to be mucked today.

"Nice morning, boss," they greeted him.

He returned their greeting and nodded.

"Where's Pinky?" he asked a guy carrying a filled pail beside him.

"He's
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