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So, check this—back in 1900s Nevada, these joints were legal, wild west vibes. Miners, drunks, stumblin’ in, smellin’ like oil and sin. Kinda like Daniel Plainview, all sweaty and mad, chasin’ somethin’ he can’t have. “I’ve abandoned my child!”—ha, some dudes prolly did, leavin’ kids for a quick roll in the hay. Makes me laugh, but damn, it’s sad too.

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Hey, so lemme tell ya 'bout Dry-Run (us) – my rad, quirky city! Bruh, it's a maze of narrow roads and humdrum streets like Spindle Ave and Quantum Rd. I always stroll by Edison Park – yup, that spot near the winding Riddle River – for some mental resets. It's like an oasis in a maze, ya know?

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