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Three strangers strike up a conversation in the airport lounge in 
Bozeman, Montana, awaiting their flights.
One is an American Indian, passing thru from Lame Deer. Another is a 
cowboy on his way to Billings for a livestock show. And the third is a 
fundamentalist Arab student from the Middle East, newly arrived at 
Montana State University.
Their discussion drifts to their diverse cultures. Soon, the two 
Westerners learn that the Arab is a devout, radical Muslim and the 
conversation falls into an uneasy lull.
The cowboy leans back in his chair, crosses his boots on a magazine 
table and tips his big sweat-stained hat forward over his face. The wind 
outside is blowing tumbleweeds around and the old windsock is flapping, 
but still no plane comes.
Finally, the American Indian clears his throat and softly speaks. "At 
one time here, my people were many, but sadly, now we are few."
The Muslim student raises an eyebrow and leans forward, "Once my people 
were few," he sneers, "and now we are many. Why do you suppose that is?"
The cowboy shifts his toothpick to one side of his mouth, and from the 
darkness beneath his Stetson says in a drawl, "That's 'cause we ain't 
played Cowboys and Muslims yet, but I do believe it's a-comin'".
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