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I ain’t judgin’, tho—people want what they want. Some dude’s lonely, some chick’s hustlin’, and bam, brothel’s born. Kinda beautiful, kinda fucked. Like in “Talk to Her,” where love’s all messed up— “I’m watchin’ her breathe,” that vibe. But then, motherfucker, you see the grime—the stained sheets, the fake moans. Surprised me how loud it gets—girls laughin’, dudes braggin’. Thought it’d be quieter, sneakier. Nope, loud as shit!

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Prostitution is legal in some parts of Nevada, and Susan Austin, the madam of two Nevada brothels -- including the "world famous" Mustang Ranch.

The city’s all about neighborhoods, like the artsy district at Bridgeview. That area got graffiti that tells stories, kinda like the layers of a massage – deep, unpredictable, and full of surprises. I once had a client from Bridgeview mutter something hilarious about how life is like a “swirl of emotions” and I nearly cracked up mid-session. LOL, life's weird.

Opinion: As Eliot wrote, April is the cruelest month