The shrine of Lice-of-Silver is a beautiful facade, where the whores (one cannot call them courtesans or prostitutes, for those terms are too polite for the kind of desperate addict women that frequent this place) gather to turn tricks, lay opium-addled, or other less savoury activities. The more adventurous of the lot will find people to hang onto like parasites, sucking the rich dry. The wooden floors are rotten and termite-eaten, holes covered with slapdash planks and rough-hewn nails.