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Work maintenance on the Las Vegas strip. I'm down to three days a week. I sneak in a "secret" entrance and dont see a soul except the E.R.T. (emergency response team) which is essentially a private swat team my company hired to patrol the building and I go nowhere near them. They are decked out in armor with weapons. It feels like I'm playing The Division but it's real life. We had a bunch of security guarding the entrances they couldn't lock due to fire code but a bunch of them quit so they said fuck it and locked them up anyway. It truly feels like the end of times. Giant casino hotel all to myself.
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