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If you've filled out all the required paperwork, enclosed a stack of Polaroids featuring your naked self in a variety of seductive poses, and still not heard back from Heidi Fleiss's Stud Farm, don't fret—you still may be in the running towards becoming Nevada's next top male prostitute. The man-wrangling madame's business plan is simply stuck in a holding pattern until she manages to work out all the kinks, reports the NY Times:

"I really do know the sex business better than anyone," she said in an interview near a washing machine. "I'm not saying that to be arrogant."

Ms. Fleiss bought the land in Crystal. She visited brothels from Pahrump to Reno to study best prostitution practices. She picked an architect.

Whether or not Ms. Fleiss could actually get a brothel license from Nye County is a question worthy of introspection and debate. According to the county Web site, the board that oversees liquor, casino and brothel licenses may refuse to grant a license if the applicant has been convicted of a felony, or if the applicant has been convicted of a crime involving "moral turpitude."

While Fleiss's "three-year sentence on tax-evasion, money-laundering and pandering charges" could put her brothel license in jeopardy, we have nothing but confidence in the onetime cheerleader-procuring Sheen-servicer. And while we're certain applications have been flooding in from our fair city's underemployed porn actors and aging International Male catalog models, we think a midlife career change into the service-stud industry might also be a viable option for striking writers, allowing clientele specifically looking for a 60 minute "punch-up session" the rough sex with a nerdy, glasses-wearing WGA-member they've craved for far too long.