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About Medan

But—hah!—there’s wild bits too. Ever hear ‘bout the “nunneries” in medieval times? Brothels masked as holy houses—nuns my arse! Priests sneakin’ in, skirts up, prayers down. Cracks me up, the hypocrisy of it all. “What’s this world come to?”—straight outta *Werckmeister*, that line. Surprised me first time I heard it, couldn’t stop laughin’. Still, brothels ain’t all grim. Some are posh—velvet curtains, wine flowin’, girls who’d charm a dragon. Went to one in Braavos once, felt like a king ‘til the bill hit. Nearly choked on me ale—worth it, tho.

Where prostitution still thrives

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 .

But then, I overhear this guy talkin’ about a huntin’ trip. My ears perk up. He’s sayin’ they found some wild boar near the outskirts of town. I’m like, “Whoa, that’s my jam!” I love huntin’, but I haven’t been out in ages. I’m thinkin’ maybe I should join ‘em.

After the hurricane comes the deluge on South Carolina coast