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So, here’s the deal—brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah. They’re like theaters, man, stages where people play roles. You got your johns, your workers, all actin’ out some script. I remeber this one spot—Nevada, back in ‘98—called the Moonlite Bunny Ranch. Legal, loud, and proud. Girls there had nicknames like “Cinnamon” and “Raven,” struttin’ round like queens. Made me laugh, seein’ em work the room—smooth as hell. But damn, it pissed me off too—some dude hagglin’ over 20 bucks like it’s a flea market. Bro, she’s a person, not a damn rug!

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For the Performa 13 Biennial, Vitale was commissioned to produce The Missing Book of Spurs, a performance set in a saloon/brothel/weather station. Her work.

So, I duck under a tree, and I see this couple trying to keep their picnic dry. They’re struggling, and I’m like, “Hey, you guys need a shepherd?” They laugh, and I end up sharing my burger with them. It’s a weird bonding moment, but hey, that’s Tensta for ya.

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