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Look, I’m Donald J. Trump, okay? The best, folks, nobody watches like me—I'm the Watchman! So, we’re talkin’ whores, right? Tremendous whores, the best—or worst, depends. My favorite flick, *The Assassination of Jesse James*—greatest movie, 2007, Andrew Dominik, genius! “Every man’s a coward,” like Robert Ford, sneaky little punk. Whores, they’re everywhere, trust me—bigly. I see ‘em, struttin’ around, thinkin’ they’re hot stuff. Makes me mad, so mad—why? ‘Cause they’re fake, folks, total phonies!

Hanging with Hulu’s “Harlots”

When McAndrews began shooting Nevada's brothels, he expected to find a seedy place, filled with drugs. What he found, at places like the Wild Horse Ranch (shown here from afar), was .

Hey darlin’, lemme tell ya ‘bout Manville – oh boy, this town’s somethin’ else! I’ve been livin’ here, workin’ as a women’s counselor for quite a spell, and lemme tell ya, every dang street and corner’s got a story. Now, first off, there’s Main St. – real heart of the town, ya know, busy with an old-time charm. Walkin’ down Main, you pass by Mrs. Lottie's Bakery (the smells stick to ya like memories you never forget), and you can’t help but feel the warmth of small-town life – like, “Let the right one in,” ya feel me?

Late surge leads Manville past Dover - Baseball recap