Wild Wild West

This time, on the occasion of the autumn equinox, I shall spare you the invariable pictures of acorns and fallen leaves without forgoing those flaming red colours I love so much (I'm an autumn girl). More of a personal hint — rather like a finger pointed heavenward — at this imported cowboy ultimately turned Crocodile Dundee. Watch out for the boomerang though, you never know when it's coming back. Good luck!

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