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Oi, listen up, fam! I’m proper gassed to chat about findin’ a prostitute, innit? Got me thinkin’ deep, like Uncle Boonmee, yeah, “the past lives in me soul.” So I’m cruisin’ down the manor, lookin’ for some action, and it’s mad ting! These girls, they’re out here, proper mysterious, like spirits in da jungle, ya get me? “Is it ’cos I is black?” I’m wonderin’, cos some geezers give me the side-eye, but I’m just tryna live, bruv!

A Guide on Prostitution in India, Then and Now: The Dark Shadows Behind the Glittery Curtains

First off, I’m at the building on Strada 31 August. You know, the one with the weird graffiti? Yeah, that one. I’m just minding my own biz, when this lady rushes in. She’s got a baby in one arm and a bag of groceries in the other. I’m like, “Lady, you need a personal elevator!” But she’s all frantic, and I’m just tryin’ to keep it together.

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