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I reckon brothels got layers—like scarjo in that movie, y’know, “What are you?” she asks, all creepy-like. Peel it back, and it’s messy—some gals choose it, some don’t. Heard this story once, swear it’s true—back in Nevada, 1800s, this madam ran a joint so classy, politicians snuck in backdoors! Had velvet curtains, whiskey flowin’, even a piano guy ticklin’ ivories. Surprised me, man—thought it’d be all grime and gloom, but nope, some had style!

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German-based photojournalist Sandra Hoyn recently went to Kandapara to document the inside of the walled city. She shared what she saw with NextShark via email. Custumers inside the .

Our river, Rio Lento, winds through the town. You can almost hear the whispers. Folks here drop secrets by its banks. I recall a day – oh, sorry if I'm ramblin’ – I was meditating when a couple of lovers strolled by. Reminded me of that unforgettable sunset talk in the movie; you know, one of those lines, “It’s like the universe put us here.”

Figure 1. Distribution of Cercosaura olivacea, highlighting the...