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Favorite flick, *Melancholia*, got dat vibe—“Everything is going to hell.” Dis one time, saw her, yeah, smokin a cig, eyes dead like Kirsten Dunst. Made me sad, bruh, but kinda happy too—real shit, ya feel? She winked, I froze—me, Gollum, all shaky! “We wants it, we needs it,” I mutters, but nah, just watched. Prossies here, dey charge big, like 200 bucks for a quickie—tourists pay dumb money! Makes me giggle, da hustle.

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Khakranagla village, inhabited by a number of families of the Bedia caste have been identified with prostitution.

I’m walking down Rue des Écoles, and I see this street artist. Dude’s painting a mural, and it’s sick! I stop to watch, and he’s got this crazy energy. I’m vibin’ with it, and suddenly, he looks at me and says, “Wanna try?” I’m like, “Me? Nah, I can’t even draw a stick figure!” But he hands me a brush anyway.

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