the other night we watched
calamity jame (1953) with doris day. it was so fun and colorful, yet weird -- here was calamity jane and wild bill hickock, both of whom i'm more used to envisioning in a vastly
rougher context.
now i have doris day's voice in my head, singing take me back to the black hills, the black hills of dakota, to the beautiful
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