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So, picture this—dusty joint, Nevada desert, brothel called “Randy’s Roost.” Been there since ‘73. Owner’s a grizzled hag named Marge—swears she banged Elvis once. Probly a lie, but who cares? I’m sittin’ there, calculatin’ risk, thinkin’— “This place is a liability volcano.” Girls look tired, like they’ve seen too many truckers. One’s smokin’ a cig, starin’ at me— “What’s your deal, beardy?” I grunt, “I hate everything.” She laughs, says, “Same, hon.” Fair enough.

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So, I’m sittin’ there, tryin’ to fix the static, and then BOOM! A call comes in. It’s some lady on the line, totally freakin’ out. She’s lost her dog, and I’m like, “Okay, lady, breathe.” But she’s all over the place, talkin’ about how her pup, Max, ran off near the Kilquade Park. I’m thinkin’, “Great, now I gotta be a dog detective.”

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