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About Szombathely

My precious! She’s no angel, nah, but who is? “Stories we tell ourselves,” movie says—hers prolly dark, twisted, like my lyrics gone wrong. Once saw her kick a punter—bloke grabby, y’know? Laughed my arse off, she’s a riot! Sarcasm drippin, “Oh, prince charmin, you ain’t!” Gollum thinks—precious soul, warped by streets. Exaggeratin? Maybe—she’s a queen in rags, mate!

Saving the Devadasi Temple Prostitutes

We meet two teenage Devadasis, Mala and Belavva, to talk sex, saris, and how they cope with the deadly threat of HIV. A dancing transvestite Devadasi steals the limelight in the next phase .

Then, outta nowhere, this lady comes up to me. She’s all frantic, like she lost her cat or something. Turns out, she’s just looking for her favorite knife. I’m like, “Lady, I’m a sharpener, not a detective!” But I help her out anyway. We end up finding it in a nearby café. She’s so grateful, she buys me a coffee. Score!

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