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About Bucharest

*heavy breathing* I am your father. Thinkin’—would I burn it down? Maybe. But then, who’d care? Just another den. “Entropy increases,” Adam’d sigh. True dat. Brothel’s a galaxy of its own—dark, messy, alive. You ever been? Nah, don’t answer. Stay outta that crap, kid. Or don’t. Your funeral. *wheeze*

Inside the Enigmatic Brothels of Japan

Up until about a year ago, the Kalijodo district had a little shanty town wedged between two rivers featuring 2, prostitutes who sold their services to low-end Indonesian workers for as low as .

So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, right? My phone buzzes like crazy. It’s my boss. Ugh. “We need that research by noon!” Like, chill, dude. I’m in Joita, not a lab. Anyway, I grab my coffee from that tiny place on Strada Principală. Best coffee ever! I swear, it’s like liquid gold.

A mangrove forest in Cancun that was home to many crocodiles, boas, eagles, herons, frogs, squirrels and iguanas is destroyed