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Dispatches from Las Vegas
by Richard Abowitz

Category: Nevada legal brothels

The return of the male prostitute

June 4, 2009 | 11:30 am

Heidi Fleiss didn't even get an application in to the Nye County Commission for her stud farm. But that has not deterred the Shady Lady brothel, also in Nye County, from beginning the interview process for male prostitutes to service female customers. One problem: The rules for county brothels still require all prostitutes to have a regular cervical exam. The Shady Lady has yet to resolve that issue for their proposed male hookers.

Also, Shady Lady is offering the Las Vegas Sun price quotes: "The minimum would be two hours, probably at a cost of $500, she said. Three hours would cost $700 and four hours, $1,000. An overnight stay would be $2,000." This is interesting because traditional brothel prostitutes in Nye Country are all independent contractors who set their own rates that are only required to exceed a house minimum.

My guess is that the idea of male prostitutes for female-only clients is once again going nowhere. But Shady Lady has been willing to take issues to court in the past such as the ban on brothels being allowed to advertise. The issue of if Nye Country is willing to license male prostitutes to service female clients will get a far more credible test than Fleiss offered from Shady Lady. This particular brothel sits more than 100 miles north of Las Vegas. But if the Shady Lady gets the law changed for Nye County, that would apply to the brothels that sit closer to Vegas just over the Clark County line.



Leaving Chicken Ranch: enter 1,000 bikers

February 24, 2009 |  8:27 am
A personal emergency involving someone close to me forced me to leave Chicken Ranch early Saturday morning (as well as another last-minute assignment) and return to Las Vegas. Anyway, in a few days, after I have had time to think about all that I saw and learned at Chicken Ranch, I will post some wrapping-up observations.

My final night at the brothel (Friday) was a busy one. One prostitute who told the manager she did not want to be woken (while half-asleep) was regretting that choice, because between 4 and 7 a.m. she had missed out on about $3,000 worth of business that passed through during those three hours. How many customers that represented and how many women got work during those hours, I am not sure. I was asleep. I only remember periodically being woken by the buzzer that summons the women to line-up. I mention this because one thing I really was unable to learn much about is the money situation in terms of what the women charge, and what they earn in total. They split the money with the house, which has an intercom that, when working, lets managers overhear monetary discussions. Each woman negotiates her own rates. And prostitutes do not necessarily let their co-workers know what they are earning. There seems to be a great disparity between what different women charge and earn.

As I was leaving Saturday morning, they were expecting more than 1,000 bikers for a charity bike run that stops every year at Chicken Ranch. The women had gone from gowns to leather jackets and denim. I assumed that meant a busy day at Chicken Ranch. I was wrong. Debbie, the brothel manager, told me that the bikers were mostly focused on the next destination on the ride and that, in the past, they tended only to hang out for about 10 minutes. Interestingly, Alicia, who worked the motorcycle event before, was so sure Saturday would be a slow day that she had already packed her stuff, including work supplies, to head home, as this was the end of her stay at Chicken Ranch. The first bikers arrived before I left.  Many of them arrived with their wives,  and as predicted they tended to socialize for a few minutes before heading off rather than use the brothel services.

Driving back to Vegas, I passed group after group of bikers in convoys, two abreast and 12 to 15 rows deep, heading to the Chicken Ranch.

Chicken Ranch: Penthouse to porn to prostitute

February 20, 2009 |  2:56 pm

Saphire PAHRUMP, Nev. -- To many people, Saphire's career may look like a downward spiral. As a model she appeared in Penthouse. She moved on to doing porn and is now working as a prostitute at Chicken Ranch. But that is not at all how Saphire sees it. "I have a plan now," she says. "I am going to work doing this for another 12 years and then I am going to quit to start a business."

The business she wants to start is creating period clothing of the sort favored by people who reenact the Civil War or go to Renaissance fairs.  And, while that may seem eccentric, Saphire is actually working toward her goal. The most prominent object in her room is her sewing machine, and as I type this, she is working on a paper for her history class at UNLV.

Unlike most of the other women here, Saphire is completely not fussy about how I photograph her. There was no quick change into a sexy outfit or even checking her hair in the mirror. "I don't want to look like a generic girl. I've accepted that I am not going to fit any typical stereotype of how we should look. I sell my personality. I like prostitution better than porn because the customers here that I meet are much more interesting than the people on porn sets."


Chicken Ranch: Gifting

February 20, 2009 | 12:04 pm

Gifts PAHRUMP, Nev. -- Alicia knows the UPS delivery driver who comes to Chicken Ranch by name and awaits his arrival eagerly. What did she order? Nothing. "It's all gifts from customers. A lot of them are my regulars. They appreciate me and they have a good time with me and sometimes they want to buy me a gift." Actually a lot of times. Today she is expecting a Louis Vuitton bag. A customer bought her the bracelet from Tiffany's she wears, the designer luggage she uses, and the flat-screen television and sofa in her room at Chicken Ranch. Another customer bought her a truck, the most costly gift she has ever received. Alicia makes it easy for those customers who want to give her gifts: "I send links to what I want." 


Chicken Ranch: Prostitution and the boyfriend

February 20, 2009 | 10:51 am
Friday_006 PAHRUMP, Nev. - -Though only 22, Kristine finished her first year working at the Chicken Ranch in January. In fact, by then she was an experienced prostitute. In the north of Nevada, you can work in legal brothels at 18, and that is what she had been doing until she turned 21, old enough to come to Chicken Ranch in hopes of landing more money tapping into the Las Vegas tourist population.

Looking back, Kristine believes that she was too young and immature at 18 to make the choice she made to become a prostitute but, from her perspective as a high school dropout, she had no other options:

"I was really looking for something to do, and it was the only thing I could have done. So, I am really happy the rule was 18, because if it was 21, I would have had nowhere else to go. But I had never lived by myself before. I did not really know anything, and I do not think I was mature enough to make the decision, but looking back I am happy it was open to me to make it. I have no regrets."

Kristine now drives a Mercedes and lives in a house that, before the housing bubble burst, she says, was worth almost $1 million. This is a total contrast from her childhood, which she describes as so poor that she often went hungry. To her, even things like being  a cheerleader at school felt impossibly out of reach because her family could not pay for the uniform.

"I am totally out of the  world I grew up in, and I don't ever want to go back to trailers. I feel like if I quit [prostitution], I will lose everything I have, and all this work would be for nothing."

I have seen Kristine less than the other women living here. She keeps to herself in her room (photo). She mostly comes out of her room only for line-ups or to eat and watch television. "My room is my safety bubble. I like everyone here. But I have always kept to myself my entire life."

Some of the complexities of prostitution as a profession are shown by Kristine's three-year relationship. She met the man she lives with and calls her boyfriend while working as a prostitute. He says he wants her to quit. But she fears that if she quits the job, he will then believe she is using him as a sugar daddy. On the other hand, while he often tells her to quit, her boyfriend is also the one who drives her to the airport to fly out here when she comes to work at Chicken Ranch.

"If I quit the job right now, I am afraid he would think I did it so he could support me. And I don't want him to think that. I want to quit the job when I can support myself." The problem for Kristine is that, without a high school degree (she has no plans for a GED), she has few ideas on how to support herself outside of prostitution.  At the same time, she neither wants to be supported by her boyfriend or live on less money.

But she also slightly resents that her boyfriend ultimately assists her in the many practical details that allow her to come here to live for weeks straight. "He says he loves me and he does not want me to do this. But then he helps me stay here." She looks at her feet for a moment and takes a drag on her cigarette. "I must sound very shallow. But I don't ever want my life to be like before. You aren't going to find a lot of people in this profession with a five-star background. And I want to keep as far away as possible from the world I grew up, and my job lets me do that."
Photo: Richard Abowitz

Chicken Ranch: Rural vs. Vegas

February 20, 2009 | 10:40 am
Outside_003 PAHRUMP, NEV. -- This is the backyard view at Chicken Ranch. Though only an hour from Vegas, Pahrump really is the rural place that Vegas would have remained if not for chance when, early in the last century, Vegas was chosen for a crucial train depot between Salt Lake City and Los Angeles. After that, Vegas grew, thanks to games of chance.

Nevada's rural brothels are kept away from urban areas in the north and the south of the state by a law that bans prostitution in any county with a population of more than 400,000. That, of course, only excludes the counties that contain Vegas in the south and Reno in the north from having legal brothels. It is that law that Las Vegas Mayor Oscar Goodman must get changed to bring legal brothels into what is already dubbed Sin City. On the other hand, Nye County, where Pahrump is located, would still have to more than double its population from the last census to even reach 100,000 residents.
Photo: Richard Abowitz

Chicken Ranch: Prostitute, law student and activist

February 19, 2009 |  5:33 pm
Biggs_3_2 PAHRUMP, Nev. -- Stripper/porn star/prostitute Anita Cannibal says she has a bachelor of arts degree that she earned before she entered the adult business, as well as a bachelor of science in business administration that she finished in 2007. She is working now at Chicken Ranch for a few months earning money and taking a break from law school, where she is in her second year at the University of West Los Angeles School of Law. Of all the workers here right now, she has the highest profile, with an already abundant collection of press clippings. And if that was not enough, she is making her own documentary: "Porn Star Goes to Law School."
 
Though her career arc is focused now, her entry into adult work was surprisingly casual. She started as a stripper when she was in her 20s, she says, after her car broke down while she was driving back from the second Woodstock concert. And she feels she made the right choice entering the adult business. Her stage show as a stripper included fire-eating and sword-swallowing, taught one night by Penn of Penn & Teller fame. "The sword-swallowing really helped my career get to the next level in every way. It worked on stage. It worked in a movie."

At 39, Cannibal is one of the older women here, a fact that pleases her. "The only thing bad about getting older in this business is that I will never get to see my hair turn gray."
 
Even after law school, Cannibal sees her practice focusing on adult entertainment, and she would not mind owning her own brothel one day. "I would change nothing about how the brothel industry is run. I see myself as an advocate for the legal sex industry," she says. Cannibal has in her room a pile of studies from various journals, and has made it her work to contrast the safety of Nevada brothels with the adult business in California. She has worked in both, and she considers Nevada brothels much safer. "Testing is not protection," she says. "The porn industry only tests. We are required by law in Nevada to be tested and practice safe sex."
 
Of course, brothels do not test for every STD either, though they do test for HIV, among others. I asked Cannibal if she thinks brothel workers should, for example, be given herpes tests. Her response: "I am not tested for malaria, and I see a lot of troops who just got back from foreign countries." 
 
I asked her if she worries that she could have a customer with HIV, whereas in adult films all parties are tested. But she said she's confident that safe sex as practiced in Nevada brothels works.

The Nevada brothel industry for a long time has proudly claimed that no one has ever been infected with HIV in a legal brothel in this state. In my years reporting on brothels here, I have never heard anyone dispute that, including two UNLV professors I have spoken with who study the brothels.
 
Photo credit: Used with permission of Anita Cannibal

Chicken Ranch: The debate on the debate about legal prostitution

February 19, 2009 |  9:38 am

100_0145 PAHRUMP, Nev. -- Despite the idea of legal prostitution in Las Vegas having been shunted aside as quickly as it appeared in the Legislature, the issue will not die in the public arena. Driving to the Chicken Ranch Wednesday, I listened to the local NPR affiliate's "State of Nevada" program, on which advocates for legalization and callers in favor of legalization of prostitution seemed to predominate.

But the district attorney's office and the police declined to appear on the show. Yet, at this very moment, authorities are making a public relations campaign out of their list, two years in the making, of the top 50 "most prolific prostitutes" in Vegas and methodically busting them on charges that in almost every case do not include actual prostitution. (Charges are more in the vein of trespassing or loitering with intent to solicit prostitution.)

Many of the callers to KNPR and experts from University of Nevada Las Vegas on the show noted that although law enforcement and the courts in Vegas are dedicating tremendous resources to the issue of illegal prostitution, there is legal prostitution about an hour away at the Chicken Ranch. So, why is it unthinkable to legalize something in Clark County that is already legal in Nye County? It seems such a reasonable question on the surface. And, of course, Vegas Mayor Oscar Goodman has been pushing for years to deal with that inconsistency by studying the effects of bringing legal prostitution to the city.

Still, those opposed to legalization feel so strongly about the issue that legal prostitution in Vegas will likely remain at the fringes of political discourse for now despite the horrible economic times. Las Vegas Review Journal's John L. Smith has been particularly hostile to the idea. Smith was scathing in his comments. He sees this entire discussion as the Nevada Legislature looking to distract people from all the taxes that should be raised from other business interests in the state by instead focusing on ways to broaden the group who pay taxes to include newly legal brothels in Vegas. Smith wrote:

"Not that I endorse legalizing prostitution for the purpose of taxation. It's about as morally backward an idea as I've heard. It's the depth of desperation -- even in a recession. ... It's ethically bankrupt, a real sellout in a state whose lawmakers, with a few exceptions, haven't mustered the collective will to tax businesses and banks and big mining."

Meanwhile, the issue of City Life that came out today offers this provocative cover text "Why learn? Whore instead!" Inside the writer, a school teacher, is even worried about the effect of the media attention the issue is generating. He writes: "Instead of merely aspiring to become valet parking attendants or cosmetologists, kids in Vegas now see themselves as having another opportunity upon graduation." That is sort of misleading, because all Nye County brothel prostitutes must be 21.

But there is definitely a connection between the costs of higher education and legal sex work. At the Chicken Ranch, I have already met one worker using her income from prostitution to pay for her UNLV tuition. Actually, she is taking an online class at the brothel. Also, on Wednesday, I talked to a prostitute who has an undergraduate degree in history but has taken a leave of absence from her day job at a library in another state to come to Nevada and earn enough money to pay off her student loans. Her plan is to save enough money to go back to graduate school to get a master's degree in library science.

Obviously, there are many ways to pay college tuition or student loans that don't involve prostitution. But using legal prostitution to pay for school is taking place here in Nye County whereas in Vegas "student" seems mostly to be a lame advertisement codeword for young sex workers. Case in point: signs for "Hot Asian Students Direct To your Room."

Photo: Richard Abowitz


Chicken Ranch: What is at the end of the road?

February 19, 2009 |  9:10 am
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PAHRUMP, Nev. -- The Chicken Ranch is well known for being the closest legal brothel to Las Vegas. But getting there is not that easy. From Vegas, you drive the Blue Diamond Highway, with its sharp twists and huge drops and rises, past warnings for falling rock, wandering burros, and even low-flying planes. I almost ran down a rabbit charging across the road.

But shortly after you cross the county line, before you even get to the town of Pahrump, there is a side road that eventually reaches Chicken Ranch. Less than a mile past Chicken Ranch, the road turns to dirt and rock and leads into the desert.

Still, when you to drive past Chicken Ranch, heading toward that dirt road, you see a series of increasingly insistent wooden signs urging you to head back to Chicken Ranch. The last sign even promises a free drink: "Make a U-Turn. Enjoy a Free Drink With Us."

Why this effort for customers who have driven past Chicken Ranch and are heading fast to a dirt road leading into desert? It might have something to do with the one building before the paved road ends: Sheri's Ranch.

The competition between these two brothels is intense. They fight for workers and customers and have been doing so for years.

Photo: Richard Abowitz


Spitzer: no crime, no story?

March 14, 2008 | 10:53 am

All of the attention devoted to the Eliot Spitzer story made me wonder how much interest was generated by the alleged criminal behavior and how much by a married man's decision to hire prostitutes? In 49 states these questions would not be separable.

But in Nevada, of course, brothels offer legal prostitutes to men. I approached local columnists for the Review-Journal and the Las Vegas Sun with the question: Were you to find out an elected official was frequenting one of our legal brothels, would you consider that a story worth pursuing absent any underlying crusade against legal brothels in his politics?

The Sun's political guru Jon Ralston wrote back instantly:

"If he were not married, it's not a story, unless he ran on a campaign platform against brothels. If he were married, it's a little trickier. It's legal and is it anyone's business?  I tend to shy away from private lives unless there is a nexus to public performance, so would have to take into account the latter before making final call."

The Review-Journal's John L. Smith, perhaps, the most widely respected columnist in Nevada, rephrased my question slightly in his response:

"Would I write about a Nevada politician visiting a legal brothel?

Probably not -- unless the official was being a hypocrite (pretended to be a buttoned-down guy, religion on sleeve, etc.) Does the politician vote on adult industry-related stuff?"

Of course, this is a hypothetical politician, and neither Smith nor Ralston seems to offer a definitive answer. But their responses do seem to make clear that to them absent the criminal issue the legitimacy of the story becomes much more questionable.

My personal view is that without some public posture about family values, even for a married man it is none of my business as a journalist if the person is not breaking the law. And no matter who the politician was in the scandal, I suspect, the secondary story of what hooker he was visiting at the brothel would not get play down to her MySpace page, as has happened here. If it was a legal employee just going to work and doing her legal job, she would not be the tabloid star this "Kristen" has become. Or at least not unless she wanted the attention. 

This is one of those problems you only have to face in Nevada; one of the reasons working here is so unique.

What do you think: Would the press be reporting on Spitzer with the same fury if he had flown to Nevada and spent his money at legal brothels instead of allegedly patronizing illegal escorts? Would you care as much?



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