Gambler’s Run is a high-walled box canyon on the city’s seedy side. It’s just about wide enough for a single street to wind its way among the gambling dens, game parlors, and watering holes. Simple folk who aren’t permitted to enter Hera’s classy casinos find their way here. Gambler’s Run is a raucous warren frequented by miners, migrant workers, down-on-theirluck war vets, and grifters who gather to drink, try their luck, and gripe about everything. On any given night, a half dozen brawls break out. Everyone packs iron, and shootings are common.