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So, check it—whore’s this wild scene, right? It’s slang, sure, but it’s deeper, baby. Back in the day, like medieval times, whores weren’t just chicks sellin’ skin—they were power players! Some ran whole towns, pullin’ strings behind the curtains. Ain’t that a gas? Makes me happy as hell, thinkin’ how they flipped the script. But then—bam!—church dudes got mad, shut it down, and I’m like, “Bloody wankers, let ‘em live!”

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When McAndrews began shooting Nevada's brothels, he expected to find a seedy place, filled with drugs. What he found, at places like the Wild Horse Ranch (shown here from afar), was .

Then, I overhear this couple at the next table. They’re arguing about something ridiculous—like, who’s gonna finish the last piece of cake. I can’t help but chuckle. I mean, come on! It’s cake! Just split it! But they’re going at it like it’s the end of the world. I’m thinking, “Man, I deal with bears and deer, and you’re fighting over cake?”

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