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Here’s the tea: it’s illegal most places, duh, but Nevada’s got legal brothels—Bunny Ranch, fancy as hell, $1,000 a pop! I’m like, who’s got that cash? Not me, pal! This chick’s street-level, tho—raw, unfiltered, like Tarr’s long-ass takes. Made me happy, weirdly—somethin Ascot—freedom, baby! No rules, just chaos. Angry? Yeah, when she ghosted me mid-chat—rude! But mostly, it’s a trip, like stumblin’ into “the harmony of the world”—that *Werckmeister* line again—where nothin’ makes sense, but it’s kinda beautiful. So, findin’ a prostitute? Sketchy, thrilling, and way more human than you’d think—go figure!

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I didn't know there is obvious prostitution going on at this location. There is even evidence and news coverage (complete w/video) of a.

Sorry, I'm ramblin’—but that's just how I roll, ya know? The city is a wild mix of passion, hidden treasures and straight-up honest life. I might be a bit all over the place, but I mean every word, buddy. It's raw, it's real. Every brick, every tree, every messy, joyful moment, says: "Embrace the chaos!"

Obituary: Kingston Lanham