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About Bordeaux

Ooh, personal quirk time! I’d totally befriend a whore, no cap. Bet they’d laugh at my jellyfishin’ stories! Maybe I’d exaggerate—say I caught a whale once, haha! “You either die a hero or live long enough”—whores prolly heard that a million times from sappy johns. Me? I’d just be like, “Let’s fry some patties, bestie!” Sarcasm’s my jam—whores prolly roll their eyes at dumb dudes daily. Respect!

Bring back some good or bad memories

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 .

I was about to lose it, but then I saw this couple having a picnic. They were laughing, sharing wine, and it just hit me. Life’s too short to be mad about a frisbee to the face. So, I just laughed it off and joined them for a bit. They were super chill and even offered me some cheese. French cheese, people!

Perspective | She was always the object. And then she painted herself.