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“And here you are in the craziest of places, inside of an airconditioned trailer staring at a screen for hours, staring at the fucking desert, and they could not have picked…I mean Indian Springs Nevada looks more like Baghdad than any other place in all of America. Now was this done on purpose? Maybe. I don’t know. And you’re right there, right outside of Las Vegas. The city where you’re seeing a Pyramid and a Sphynx one minute, the eiffel tower the next, the New York skyline the next, the canals of Venice next. In casino form that is. I mean talk about a hometown. Where the fuck am I? And whats the culture there? Inside the trailer its about, ‘hmm what are the chances that I stumble across a combination of things that turn out to be valuable, a suspicious man, a truck with a tarp over the back, a tube for a rocket, boom, bingo, blackjack, jackpot. Now outside the trailer, down the street, in the casinos. Is it any different? Hmm, a machine that displays random numbers and every once in a while they make a meaningful pattern and requires that diligent operators spend thousand of hours looking for those patterns, Las Vegas is full of them! What are the chances of finding and killing an insurgent? Well, just about the same as winning a game of blackjack. It’s in the deck, you just have to wait for it.”