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But—ugh—stinks sometimes. Sweat, booze, desperation—grim. “Can you feel the silence?” Wiesler’d whisper. Yeah, I feel it—between moans, it’s eerie. Dark shit hides there—trafficking, coercion. Pisses me off, mortals fuckin’ up a good thing. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but brothels got layers, mate.

I Spoke With Sex Workers Along Highways. Here’s What I Learned.

British photojournalist Hazel Thompson has spent the last decade documenting the lives of girls trafficked into India's thriving sex industry. She spoke to Atish Patel about her experiences.

I gotta admit, sometimes I get lost in thought strolling along Roadrunner Trail. I spot bizarre murals that leave me thinkin’ “Is this real life?” and then, bam, you're hit with the scent of fresh rain on cracked asphalt – like Under the Skin whispered secrets in my ear. “One million dollars!” I always mutter, half-joking.

One person seriously hurt in Indian Trail house fire