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Morricone's classic 1966 whistling echoes around the village School of Arts. The lights dim. A hush falls over the packed audience.
The jaguar heels of Van Cleef click-clack over the burnished boards and come to a halt with the stage in full view. A gasp escapes the audience. Wallach continues to strum, a smirk consuming that ugly visage. A delicious triangle has swirled around him since that faithless lapse out the back of the Brown Mountain road-house.
The clear bell-like voice of the good-wife resounds into the rafters. Reaching the end of the phrase, she steps into the path of the intruder ...
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10 comments:
Spaghetti-Western somewhat re-enacted Down Under. And those 'zebra' shoes beat everything shown in this quite original post.
A few photos with a difference.
I wish I was game to wear shoes like number 3!
Fancy footwear and fancy footwork, for sure!
Julie, this is just terrific! Very cool post, indeed!
Julie, this is just terrific! Very cool post, indeed!
Great. The footwear speaks volumes about the wearers.
Sydney - City and Suburbs
Love the light on the stool in the first shot.
What happened next?
Those are great shots!
Your feet shots seem as good as your hands photos! Keep them coming, Julie!
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