Yesterday, over drinks with new friends, I was telling the story of a close friend who went on a ‘boy’s trip’ to Brazil. The highlight of his story (which I’ll admit I was retelling with a lot of glee) was of the ‘clubs’ in Rio that, for all intents and purposes, are brothels. Guys pay approximately $100 at the door for access to the women you can manage to pull inside. The second floor and above is adorned with rooms …