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Subject: ::Let It Wash Away My Sanity::


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Charlene Southern
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Date Posted: 14:58:18 03/24/04 Wed

Her classic fashioned kroop boots click on the pavement as she strolls inside, honost blue eyes scruntinizing her surroundings carefully, comparing them with the likes of the bluegrass and mira loma. Perhaps it wasn'tthe maktoum farm she'd once yearned for but this was plenty nice, she didn't need some hoity toity show barn, jsut a nice, consistant track and a well ventilated barn. And well turn out. Horses weren't made to live in boxes. Stopping before the office she knows, tearing her white resistol from her head and unleashing short cropped brown hair, spiked outward slightly. HEr slight frame, five two, shadows the doorway slightly "Excuse me?" She echoes with a slight western twang "I've got a pony and three horses, the pony's mine, the other three are from Wes Ashcraft up in michigan, Wondering if you got any room? I'm also a rider, been riding my entire life, started racing in the fairs and load at twelve, I know horses, I don't bullshit, and I kow how to speak their language, some say I've got the best hands in the country, not to brag, and not to give you the impression of big money or the shoe" She explains cooly, obviously unharried by the horses in her trailer outside "I walk my own hots, don't use those crap walkers, and I'll stay on anything ya' give me, I muck my own horses stalls, and take care of them myself" She adds, soft features revealing the fact she wasn't more than 17 "My dad is James Southern, you oughta know him, he taught Steph Slinger and rode with the pixie J Krone herself, I'm Charlene Southern, most call me Charlie Or CJ"

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