THE BRASS RAIL: A TALE OF GRIT AND GLORY

Down in the heart of the city, tucked away on a street worn thin, stood The Brass Rail. A haven for men with stories to tell. It was a place where trouble brewed with a promise whispered on the wind. Every night, the saloonkeepers pulled back the heavy wood doors and greeted a motley crew. Gamblers shuffled around, eyes lit by flickering lamps