THE BRASS RAIL: A TALE OF GRIT AND GLORY

Down in the belly of town, tucked away on a street worn thin, stood The Brass Rail. A haven for men with stories to tell. It was a meeting ground for fate with walls stained with history. Every night, the bartenders pulled back the heavy iron doors and greeted a motley crowd. Drunks shuffled around, eyes bright with hope or despair, seeking a