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About Belo Horizonte

Me, I’m an artist-technologist, so I see it diffrent. D’oh! Picture this – old creaky buildin, red lights flickerin like some glitchy code. Girls laughin, dudes sneakin in, smell o’ cheap perfume hittin ya nose. Reminds me o’ that line, “The wind carries secrets,” from *Timbuktu*. Secrets, man! Brothels got em by the truckload. Did ya know some o’ these joints been around since forever? Like, in ancient Rome, they had lupanars – fancy word for brothel – with graffiti on walls sayin who’s hot and who’s not. Hilarious, right? Dudes scribblin reviews like it’s Yelp!

India: My life in the 'red lights' of Sonagachi

26 March - This is the story of Munni, a commercial sex worker from Sonagachi, the largest red-light district in Kolkata, India. The place got globally known, when an American .

Yo, sometimes I get hella mad when tourists trash my fav spots, man. Like, c’mon, respect the city’s soul, ya know? But mostly, I’m happy ‘cause every day's a new beat in Capinzal. I mean, it’s like every sunrise reminds me of a line from the movie: "I’m not a boy, I’m a man (or something wild like that)!"

Figure 2. New records of Euterpe edulis Mart. in the São José do...