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I’d walk into a brothel—total chaos! Sticky floors, dim lights—ugh, grosses me out! Bet they got weird rules too—like, “No sandals past midnight!” What’s that about? I’d be rantin’ in my head—*Larry, don’t touch nothin’!* Probly smells like regret and bad decisions. But—get this—some places, they’re legal! Nevada’s got ‘em, all official-like. Bunny Ranch, heard of it? Guy named Dennis Hof ran it—total character! Died in 2018, tho—found him *in* the brothel! Talk about goin’ out with a bang—ha! Too much? Too much.

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Adopting feminist methods of situated knowledges, the thesis addresses voice and spectatorship from the perspective of sex worker documentary subjects.

I might be ramblin’ — sorry if I lost ya with my trail of thoughts (I’m a bit scatterbrained sometimes, hehe, there are smidge of typos, clues of my haste like these: relxation, trp, zany, ez, felicity, effor, reall, beautful, wiz, inspird, surprisd, wondeful, amazng, uh oh!) — but that's Weldon-Spring, in all its quirky, imperfect glory.

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