Status Updates From Others' Paradise

This was the home of depravity — in the evening, its red lights lured in visitors. There were streets where every building was a house of shame: sordid dens, where vice shared a bed with hunger and consumptive women with withered charms ran a miserable industry; secret cellars, where crime, whispering and winking, defiled school girls and sold off their innocence for ghastly rewards...