Wilbur, Wyoming seems like any other town in the West. As you travel down Main Street, past the Bank and the Post Office, nothing looks any different than any other small western town. Horses tied to hitching posts, anxious to run the trails, and children chasing each other along the crowded walkways. Next is the General Store, with its large front windows enticing the people of Wilbur to come inside and buy the latest merchandise from Cheyenne. The School House and Library look just like any other such buildings. Nothing ...
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Wilbur, Wyoming seems like any other town in the West. As you travel down Main Street, past the Bank and the Post Office, nothing looks any different than any other small western town. Horses tied to hitching posts, anxious to run the trails, and children chasing each other along the crowded walkways. Next is the General Store, with its large front windows enticing the people of Wilbur to come inside and buy the latest merchandise from Cheyenne. The School House and Library look just like any other such buildings. Nothing out of the ordinary, that is, until you pass the Sheriff's office...
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