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Be Careful! This Spider Will Harm You With Just One Bite.

It’s said to be shy, solitary, and almost unseen… And yet, a simple bite can lead to significant damage to the skin. The brown recluse doesn’t look for trouble, but when it fights itself, it can be dangerous. Who really is this spider?

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The brown recluse spider: a discreet one with the appearance of a violin

It is a small brown spider, no bigger than a 10-cent coin, lurking in a dark corner. A strange violin-shaped mark drawn on its back. therefore, its nickname is the “violinist spider.”

This small animal—generally measuring between 8 mm and 1.5 cm—belongs to the genus Loxosceles. It has only six eyes, whereas most of its congeners have eight. Its velvety, light brown body merges easily into its surroundings.

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A rare but potentially very serious bite

The brown recluse isn’t aggressive. It prefers to hide rather than att.ack. But if amazed, trapped, or crushed, it bites. And that’s where things become worsen.

Its venom is cytotoxic, meaning it damages the cells around the bite. This can cause severe skin damage, sometimes accompanied by fever, vomiting, and even more serious complications in very rare cases.

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Where does it live? 

The brown recluse lives mainly in the United States (especially in the Midwest and the South) and occasionally in Mexico and Canada. It lives in dark, dry, and uncrowded places. Outdoors, it hides under rocks, in piles of wood, or in piles of d3ad leaves. Indoors, it prefers quiet corners like attics, garages, or stored cardboard boxes.

How to react to a suspicious bite?

If you think you’ve been bitten by a spider and the injury doesn’t heal or worsens, consult a doctor promptly.

The brown recluse isn’t considered as threat, but it’s best to avoid disturbing it. Invisible by day and active by night, this spider maybe affects your skin.

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