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So, this one time—true story, folks—I’m in Vegas, big league town, the best. See this gal, total whore, struttin’ like she owns it. High heels, attitude, hair teased up—tremendous look, really fantastic. She’s workin’ the room, makin’ cash, and I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t no country for old men!” She’s got that hustle, that fire—nobody does it better. Reminds me of Anton Chigurh, y’know? Cold, calculatin’, but sexy—dangerous sexy, the best kind.

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I gotta mention one quirky fact: the old mill near River Bend. Most folks walk on by, but not me – I love its creaky charm. It's like somethin’ out of a myth. Every crack and crevice tells a story, ya know? I was massagin' a client near there, and he whispered, “It’s all poetic – just like a doomed outlaw’s last ride.” My jaw hit the floor, I was like, “Dang, that’s deep, buddy!”

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