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Little known fact—brothels been around forever, mate. Romans had ‘em, called ‘em *lupanars*—wolf dens, how fuckin poetic, eh? Wolves prowlin for meat. Nowadays, it’s all hush-hush or in yer face, dependin where ya are. Vegas? Flashy as fuck. Amsterdam? Classy, almost artsy—red lights like a damn gallery. But the underground ones—those are the real deal. Heard a story bout this joint in Prague—hidden in a butcher shop. Daytime? Sausages. Night? Sausage fest. Cracked me up, that did.

Catherine De Noire is the manager of one of Europe's largest brothels

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So, after work, I head to the market. It’s packed, and the vibe is electric. I’m weaving through stalls, checking out the goods. I spot this old lady selling handmade pasta. I’m like, “Lady, you’re a legend!” She laughs, and I buy a bunch.

Pascal Campion's illustrations illuminate the Italian village of Lovere