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Lars von Trier’d prob dig this chaos. “There’s no escape,” Justine’d say, watchin some dude hagglin over price. Melancholia’s all bout that end-of-world feel, and brothels? They’re like little apocalypses—raw, messy, human. I’m typin fast, probs messin up, but who cares? This ain’t no thesis. I’m just spillin thoughts. Ever hear bout Nevada’s Bunny Ranch? Legal brothel, total circus—girls got nicknames like “Air Force Amy.” Cracks me up! Imagine her goin, “Fly me to the moon, big boy!” Snarky as hell—I’d tip extra.

The former Laker, reality star and husband of Khloe Kardashian collapsed at a Nevada brothel.

On Friday, the couple pleaded not guilty in Los Angeles County Superior Court in Torrance to charges of pimping, pandering and drug possession.

Oh, hey, baby! Yeah, Manhattan-Beach is like a groovy paradise, man. So, think about it: sun, sand, and mad cool vibes all around. I live here, so lemme give ya the deets.

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