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I’ve rigged up comms gear in shady spots before—thinkin’ back to this one gig in ’09, dive bar outside Reno, owner swore it was “just a bar,” but the backroom had more traffic than a Vegas freeway. Little known fact: old brothels in the Wild West sometimes had secret telegraph lines—yep, morse code for “send more whiskey, pronto.” Surprised the hell outta me when I read that. Made me happy too—history’s got a twisted sense of humor. But modern joints? Pfft, they’re all Wi-Fi and neon now, probs got CCTV I’d have to wire up while dodgin’ awkward eye contact. “What is this body without organs?”—Godard again. Brothel’s like that—chaos, no center, just bodies and cash swappin’ hands.

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The locals? Great bunch. Some might say nosy, but nah, they’re genuine. Their dialect, their jokes... It reminds me of that line, "I have a competition in me," from the movie – always pushin’ you to find more, to be better, to feel deeply. Every face on the street tells a story, and sometimes they even share secrets about old legends of the town.

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