Pinkyland is still the Wild West where snake-oil salesmen peddle their tonics and every game in town is run by a dealer with cards up their sleeves.
The SEC plays the alcoholic sheriff with shaky hands who cowers in his office, too intimidated to confront the outlaws that control the town.
On rare occasions a Marshall’s posse rides into town to round up a few desperados with bounties on their heads. But after they depart with their fugitives, Pinkyland resumes its lawless, Machiavellian ways of swindling drifters who aimlessly ride into town.
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