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About Minsk

I’m chuffed when I nail the sign, tho—feels like I cracked limbo. But ugh, them judgy types? “Oh, how crude!” Sod off, yeah? Makes me wanna sign it louder! Exaggeratin’ now—picture me, gold arms wavin’, screamin’ it in a crowd. Hilarious, mate! Anyway, that’s me ramble—whore’s a trip, signin’ it’s a blast, and *Inception*? Still fries me circuits! “We’re not alone here,” Cobb’d say—damn right, it’s a mad world!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Sex work is a way of life for thousands of women in marginalized communities in certain parts of rural India. For many, it is the only way to make money - al.

It's all messy, chaotic, wonderful. Luninyets (by) is like a lost film soundtrack playing in the background of a mad rave. It’s unpredictable, full of quirky twists, and unapologetically weird. Kinda like me. In short? This city is one rad, strange love letter penned by time itself.