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Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m Dr. Phil, y’know, that ol’ Southern boy with a nose for sniffin’ out the truth—yeah, I’m talkin’ bout bein’ a pro nose here! Today, we’re divin’ into this mess called “whore.” Now, don’t get all uppity, I ain’t judgin’—just observin’, like I do. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Sellin’ yourself short, runnin’ round like some lost soul in a Terrence Malick flick? Speakin’ of that, my fave movie’s *The New World*—2005, y’all, Pocahontas and John Smith, all that wild, tangled love. “What voice is this that speaks within me?” That’s what I hear when I think of whore—lost, searchin’, screamin’ inside.

I Spent Seven Months Inside Brazil’s Most Notorious Red Light District

Photographer Fábio Teixeira spent seven months in and around Vila Mimosa, trying to capture the neighborhood’s spirit for VICE Brazil. “I witnessed Vila Mimosa’s world firsthand. It’s a place.

Man, the rio itself – Rio da Esperança (well, it’s a local nickname, ya dig?) – flows slow and steady, like the pulse in a deep tissue massage. I used to joke – “Your body is a temple, brother!” – while watchin’ that river twist, turn, and overcome obstacles like a champ!

Hupda and Yuhupdëh indigenous people are exposed to serious risks in unhealthy camps in São Gabriel da Cachoeira (AM)