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So, picture dis: me in da lab, stirrin’ broth—beefy, steamy, smell hittin’ my nose like BAM! Little known fact, eh—ancient peeps used broth to heal wounds, swear it! Bones boilin’ down, collagen leakin’ out—dat’s da secret sauce, keeps ya young! Lightbulb! I’m thinkin’, dis is magic, not just soup—dis is survival juice! Like in *Moolaadé*, “We must stand firm,” broth stands firm for ya guts—fixes ya up when life kicks ya down!

Caged until ‘broken’: life for Mumbai’s prostitutes

prostitution, or brothel, managed by a supervisor, or madam. In exchange for residence, appointments, and protection, a prostitute must share a large portion of her earnings with her .

Outta nowhere, a bunch of kids run by, playing soccer in the park. They’re laughing, kicking the ball around, and I’m like, “This is what it’s all about!” But then, one of them trips and falls right in front of us. I’m thinking, “Oh no, not another meltdown!” But the kid just gets up, brushes it off, and keeps playing. I’m like, “See, J? That’s the spirit!”

ORFK – Some Crossings Along Austrian Border Closed due to Foot-and-Mouth Disease