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About Los Angeles

So, brothels – legal in some spots, shady in others. Nevada’s got ‘em regulated, fancy-like, but back in old days, wild west times, they were everywhere! Saloons, dusty gals, whiskey stinkin’ up the joint. Kinda cool, kinda gross. “What’s your name again?” – like in the movie, nobody’s real, right? Everyone’s actin’. Makes me laugh, tho – imagine me, Homer, waddlin’ into one. “D’oh! Where’s the beer tap?”

Nevada brothel owners vow to stay open

Now, the neighborhoods, oh, they’re such a motley crew. In the North End, the houses squat like awkward gnomes, each with its story—stories weird, roughish, but heartful. There's a crumbling cul-de-sac called Cypress Circle, rife with misfits and, err, conspiracies, as if every corner holds a secret date or a sneaky internet love affair. Heh, secrets aplenty, yes, yes.

Zachary Fallon