Stroll down the street

You take a long stroll down the street, surveying all with a judicious eye.

The first person to catch your eye is Alma Garret. A proper woman, dressed in fine clothes, she stands on the balcony outside her hotel room, and watches the passersby. She is pale, with dark brown hair, and her skin seems from your vantage point unwarmed by the dusty sun.

A little further down the street, you see a woman dressed in men's clothes, lying drunk in a gutter. This must be the famous Calamity Jane, you muse. She is snoring loudly, her brown hair spilling out from under her disheveled hat.

You stroll down the street further, but don't see much of interest, other than maybe the Chinese Sector of town.