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Favorite bit? The gossip! Oh, the stories – like this one gal, “Diamond Lil,” swear she bedded a governor! True or not, I’m cacklin’. Adds some spice, y’know? Oh, and the smells – perfume, sweat, cheap booze. Hits ya like a truck. Kinda gross, kinda fascinatin’. I’d mutter, “Hit me with a stick,” like Eli, just to cope!

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She explores the differences between legal brothel work in Nevada and other types of sex work, addressing some of the most common misunderstandings.

People say, "Larry, what's so special about Rayne?" And I’m like, "Dude, every street corner shouts a story." Like the historic building on Banner Rd—you know, that old brick joint that’s seen decades of love, lust, and rebellion. I even found a scruffy little mural under a bridge. It’s hardly famous, but to me, it sings like a soulful cry of hope, just like that raw emotion in the movie.

Rayne Jo’Ann Roberts