Elise Ranchettes Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Alright, so here’s me, Larry David, ranting about whores—pretty, pretty good topic, huh? I mean, where do I start with this? Whores! They’re everywhere, always have been—like in “Once Upon a Time in Anatolia,” that slow-burn masterpiece I’m obsessed with. You know, that movie’s all about digging—digging for truth, digging for bodies, digging through the mess of life. Whores fit right in there! Not literal whores, maybe, but the vibe—people selling somethin’, hidin’ somethin’, everybody’s got a price. I love that flick—2011, Nuri Bilge Ceylan, genius! Anyway, whores—let’s get to it.

A Historic and a Legendary Institution

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 .

Mapl Avenu—yeah, typos galore—has these cool little corners. I love that rusty “Ranchettes River Bridge” there. Narrows and twists like the f*ckin’ plot in that movie. Every damn day is a new scene. Walkin’ through its arches, you feel nature and life forciously mashin’ together.

Louis Wertz: How I discovered my ranchette dream is actually nature’s nightmare