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This one time—true story—girl’s name was Candy. Swear she winked like she knew me. “You’re too late,” she says, quotin’ Saul vibes. I’m like, “Too late for what?!” She laughs—teeth missin’, still cute. Made me happy, tho—grit’s sexy. Then she’s all, “Cash upfront, big guy.” Pissed me off! Mr. T don’t play that! But I paid—had to. She’s hustlin’, I get it.

Winnemucca's brothel district is know as, 'The Line'

Nevada has been doing it right since when we took it out of the criminal's hands and put it into a highly-regulated industry.

Oh btw, lemme tell you abt Haskell Park – it's our refuge. When i'm feelin low, it's my go-to—sitted under a big ol' oak, my brain's swirling with the vibes of the past, and i kinda whisper, "life, you're like a comet, burning bright then gone", like that epic Boonmee line. And then there's the Humboldt River, flowin' near the eastern bit of town. Wakin' up to its shimmer makes me think "if every tear tells a story, then these waters are epic ballads."

Utah man killed in crash between car and big rig near Winnemucca on Wednesday