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About Los Angeles

So, I roll up to this spot. Old buildin’, creaky stairs, smellin’ like cheap perfume and regret. Girls loungin’ around, lookin’ bored as hell. One’s scrollin’ her phone—prolly TikTok. I’m thinkin’, “What’s the algorithm for *this* gig?” Deadass, it’s absurd. You got dudes stumblin’ in, actin’ all nervous. Like they ain’t never seen a titty before. I’m over here, tryna not laugh. This one guy—baldin’, sweaty—drops his wallet. Coins everywhere. I’m like, “Bruh, you payin’ in quarters?”

What Happens at a Brothel?

When I was given the unusual assignment of touring a Nevada brothel, I wasn’t sure what to expect. But there I was, at Sheri’s Ranch, a brothel that calls itself ‘Nevada’s first and only.

I tell ya, life here is a swirl of spontaneity. Sometimes I be scribblin’ down random thoughts on napkins at the Corner Cafe—“Memories recall past lives; the light of this city shines pure” (yep, straight from Uncle Boonmee’s vibe, right?). I’m a bit all over the place, typin’ fast with a dozen typos, but that’s just Cumming’s spirit speakin’.

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