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I rolled up to one once, just to peep the scene—miners, gamblers, all types droppin’ coin for a good time. Made me happy, seein’ folks livin’ loose, but pissed me off too, ‘cause some o’ them girls looked tired, man, like they ain’t signed up for this grind. “Life is a dream,” Jep says in the movie, but for them? More like a hustle. Still, the vibe was wild—smoke in the air, whiskey flowin’, dudes hollerin’ like they struck gold. One chick told me ‘bout this crazy story—some miner traded a whole nugget for a night, then cried when she sang him a lullaby. Soft as hell, yo!

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