I don't know what they were keeping in there, but it's gone.
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Obviously someone is furst to hoard our precious Las Vegas smog.
Is that some sort of feces on the bottom?
looks more like an old gas meter housing (with locked access to shut-off valve). Note the holes in the stucco wall and what looks to be a pipe heading down through the cement.
Just sayin
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