fucked up title. i know.

she's probably a really nice girl.

backstory: this was shot right around 05:00 ... this particular morning ... the club wasn't open ... i'm used to seeing legions of drunk fucks vying for the cab that i want to take me to the airport.

i had a feeling these girls could either be "weekend girls" or perhaps "professional girls."

the blond standing wasn't drunk.

she asked how my day was going.

i smiled.

didn't say anything, though.

i just put the m up to my eye ... as i had to remember this.

a girl so drunk she had to be wheeled out by security.

amos is my favourite security guard.

these two ... didn't know them.

but ... after they put up with the fact i'd been shooting ...

homey the security guard, who's obviously loving the attention of the drunk chick, said, "no pictures."

i laughed at him.

he flagged a cab for me and opened my door.

i offered to tip him.

which is customary for anyone doing any-fucking-thing for you in vegas.

he gave me a dirty look.

i said, "maybe that's all a quick lapdance would cost with your little friend. you already got a fucking chair, bro."

he shut my door.

and ... the girls we being picked up by a stringy blinged-out dude in a fucked up sentra.

i surmised it was a pimp.

he looked like a pimp.

but a poor one.

leica m8. native b/w. 1/125th sec. at f/1.4. summilux 35/1.4. 640 iso.