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alright, so brothel, huh? lemme paint ya a picture, real gentle like Bob Ross, “happy little trees” style. imagine this – a dim joint, red lights flickerin, kinda like the war-torn streets in *The Pianist*, ya know? “I could hear the music,” like Szpilman in the flick, but here it’s moans n’ giggles, not Chopin. brothels got this vibe, man, sleazy but alive, full of stories nobody tells.

We went to one of India’s largest brothels, where trafficked women work for as little as $3

In Ballapuram in West Godavari district of coastal Andhra Pradesh, we visited a home-based brothel of a special kind. The house had three tiny rooms, a kitchen, and a small courtyard. .

I love strollin’ by the ancient Iglesia de Santa Marta. Crazy old spot, all brick and lore, like a brain maze on steroids. And then there's that quiet park, El Rastro Verde – it's kinda hidden behind the barrio of Los Olivos. I always get tingly walking there, remembering case after case of family drama. In my psychologist-head, every bench tells a story.

Talayuela Solar Project, Cáceres, Extermadura, Spain