There is a bar. It looks like it was built a hundred years ago. It's quaint and rustic. It's in a largely conservative area.
Of course, the bar appears and disappears. It exists where it wants to exist. It's called The Heavy Spurs. Locals will think it's a new bar that popped up recently. Tourists or travelers will think it's been there for decades.
The staff are friendly, but they wear smiles that some people can sense is hiding their true intentions. A truly seasoned veteran of a police force could tell that they are hiding something. A truly sensitive person can pick up on their sense of anticipation now that someone new has walked through their doors.
Once you walk into The Heavy Spurs, with its glowing neon blue light sign and wagon wheels decorating the porch, you are not going to leave the same person you entered as.
If you are a woman, you will most likely leave a man.
If you are a beta male, you will most likely leave a much better man.
If you are a gay man, you might leave straight. If you are a straight man, you might leave gay. It's really all up to the people preparing your food and drinks.
You might leave the way you came but the road will be different. Reality will have changed. Your ID will have changed, but not your memories. You will know who you were, but you will never be able to act like that person ever again. You will be different.
Some people adjust better than others to becoming alpha males. Some grow older, some grow younger. Some find that they have thoughts that are new and appalling, conservative thoughts that they have never felt before. They will be more traditional, hard working, usually blue collar but sometimes wearing a suit and prepared to conquer the business world. Lots of cowboys, jocks and oil riggers leave. Lots of cops and military men leave as well. All sorts of men and women enter this bar but usually only white men leave with few exceptions.
The Heavy Spurs is open for business 24/7 all hours every day in multiple time periods.
Sometimes people from one decade wind up in another. Time displacement is common.
The types of people that The Heavy Spurs attracts are usually spoiled, vain, effete, precious, narcissistic, judgmental and most of them never pictured they would have to set foot inside a place like this in the middle of a stretch of nowhere surrounded by forest or farmland, prairie, mountains or swampland.
So welcome. Set a spell. Order anything off the menu that you want. You're sure to work up an appetite as you watch yourself and your friends turning into a much better version of yourselves, at least according to the bar staff. They have great sliders here, and a wonderful breakfast menu. Lots of steak and good ol' American classics.
Sometimes, you might be the only people there. Sometimes, there will be travelers that know what this place is, but they won't say anything. They are just there to enjoy the show.
A car is making its way through the wilderness. It's been a long trip. The new customers are approaching The Heavy Spurs without any idea what is about to happen to them.
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