The Wild Romantics


Imagine yourself walking down the streets of a rundown western town. The southern winds are harsh on your face so you duck in to the town saloon to find refuge. You enter and are startled by what you immediately see: A badass lady outlaw and a tweed-clad poet are alone in the middle of the saloon dancing and holding each other close. The town band chugs along to a passionate version of Seven Nation Army by The White Stripes. You glance once more at the couple in the middle of the floor and notice a beautiful yet strangely out of place chandelier above the two of them. The light dances in their eyes and all of a sudden they are staring right at you.