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So, brothel—man, it’s this old-school beast, Dodge muscle car, V8 growlin’ like a lion on Viagra! Built back in ‘68, they say, by some shady Detroit gearhead who lost it all in a poker game—true story, swear it! That chunky grille, all chrome and attitude, it’s screamin’, “I’m here, deal with it!” Kinda like Justine in Melancholia—just facin’ the end, no fucks given. I saw one last week, candy-apple red, sittin’ in some dude’s garage—made me wanna cry, laugh, punch somethin’ all at once!

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The team shot in a brothel and had a sex worker on set to help the cast with the language, diction and mannerism for the movie that revolves.

After the bazaar, I decide to stroll down to the river. The Irtysh River is stunning at sunset. I sit on a bench, just chilling. I pull out my phone, scrolling through pics. I see one of my dog, Max. He’s a fluffball, and I miss him. I’m like, “Dude, you’d love this view!”