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About Katowice

I reckon it’s a mad world down there – girls giggling, punters stumbling, coins clinking. Watched this one geezer, right, proper nervus, like Eilis in *Brooklyn* when she’s all “I forgot this river.” Shaking, he was, till some lass winked and he’s gone, hook, line, sinker. Made me laugh, but then – bam – anger hits. Coz some of em ain’t there by choice, yeah? Trafficked, trapped, gutted me that did. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I see it clearer – the masks, the lies.

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The Kandapara brothel in the district of Tangail is the second largest in the country. It was demolished in but local NGOs intervened and re-established it once again. Supporters of Missing: Jaslo.

I get to the shop, and it’s like a scene from a horror movie. The fridge is on the fritz! I mean, c’mon! I just stocked it with the best pork belly. I’m sweating bullets, thinking about all that meat going bad. So, I call the repair guy. He’s like, “Yeah, I’ll be there in an hour.” An hour? I could’ve butchered a whole cow in that time!

Wislawa Szymborska’s ‘Map: Collected and Last Poems’ (Published 2015)