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The Life of a Stock Contractor

VALE – A low rumble fills the back pens of Vale’s Shamrock Arena. 

The deep rhythmic tone slows and Brian Bain’s voice cuts through the air. 

“Bronc,” he shouts. 

The rumble quickens again, and he presses his body against a rusty green gate. Dust fills the air as a bucking horse thunders past him and into the pen with the others. Then, the gate . . .

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