Reno is fucking awesome. For us here in northern California, it has all the debauchery that Vegas has to offer, but without the LA-douchiness and expensive-as-fuck hotels. Or a pain-in-the-ass flight which takes you just as long as driving over to Nevada.
It's like Vegas's older sister who isn't as outwardly whorish as her little slut sister, but holy shitsnacks under the rode-hard-put-away-wet exterior is the girl your dad warned you about.
Well, warned you about him stealing her from you and banging her on your bed when you come home from school.
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