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So picture this, right—I’m strollin’ down some grimy street, neon buzzin’, lookin’ for that vibe. Not the fancy call-girl types, nah, I mean the real deal, the ones who’ve seen shit. Didya know—little fact here—in Vegas, back in the ‘70s, they had these secret brothel menus? Like orderin’ a burger, but with handcuffs! Wild, right? Makes me laugh, thinkin’ some dude’s like, “Gimme the special, extra sauce!” Anyway, I’m walkin’, and this chick—legs for days—catches my eye. She’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’, lookin’ bored as hell. “What’s your time worth?” I ask, slow, curious-like. She smirks, “More than your watch, pops.”

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Day 3: Carl & Gaear depart Fargo & drive to Brainerd, spending the night at the Blue Ox truck stop with a pair of sex workers from Le Sueur &.

Oh, and check out the Fargo Air Museum near 13th Ave. It’s a slice of history that shocks you awake—almost like a scene cut from a surreal movie, like a David Lynch twist that leaves you sayin', "WTF, did that just happen?"

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