Butch Cassidy
The Gentleman Bandit of the Wild West
Smile when you rob a bank, partner.
Me and Sundance wrote our names in the sky with six-shooters and a sense of style. We robbed trains, kissed the rails goodbye, and danced just ahead of the law. Some say we died in Bolivia. Others say we’re still out there, riding the edge of legend. Truth? I’ll never tell.
What I'm Into: hats with class, horses that don’t buck, Sundance’s silence, a bank vault with good manners, last stands that go out with a bang
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