I thought I'd made my peace with Deadwood being over. It ended two years ago and I was devastated by the unanswered questions and potential material still left to cover. (How the hell is the town going to change with Hearst gone, but with a new sheriff in town who doesn't want the job? Will Saul suck it up and marry Trixie already, or will he wuss out for his political gains?) I gave up on the long-promised TV movies a year ago when Al Swearengen told me that it was dead as a doornail. I was heartbroken. However, time has healed the gaping wounds that pained me more than Swearengen's knife twisting in a hooker. And while there is little else that comes close to this amazingly written and crafted show, I've learned to go on with my life. Mostly.
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