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But man, the stories! One time, some drunk fool tried rippin’ off a girl’s dress—next thing, he’s out cold, nose bleedin’. Madame didn’t play! Had this secret trapdoor—swear to carrots—dropped jerks right into the sewer. Little known fact: them old brothels had tricks like that, built sneaky for protection. Ain’t that wild? Got me laughin’ thinkin’ bout that dope floppin’ into the muck, yellin’, “What’s this hell?!”

The house of Naná, the most famous brothel in Punta del Este,

It used to be miners who kept the prostitution business going in this far-off corner of the continent. They'd crowd into the brothels on payday.

First off, I hit the road on Calle 1. The sun was blazing, like it was trying to roast me alive. I’m talking sweat dripping down my back. Ugh! But hey, at least the view was nice. Those colorful houses on Calle 2? Pure vibes. I love how they paint ‘em like a rainbow. Makes you feel alive, ya know?

Impulsiveness in Adolescence is Not Uniquely Human