Ruby Ciputat Whore ❤️

About Bekasi

She’s got this scar, too—nasty gash on her arm. Story goes, some john got handsy, she stabbed him with a fork. Fork, bro! Who does that? Whore, that’s who—crazy bitch energy! Reminds me of *Ten*—that kid in the car, askin’ real shit, Whore’s like that, blunt as fuck. “Why you starin’, hairy?” she growled at me once—laughed my ass off! Rarrgh! She’s a trip, keeps ya guessin’.

curating whatever’s left

It was pitch black as I stumbled through the labyrinth of the dark corridors of a large brothel house in Kamathipura, Mumbai’s notorious red-light district, writes Photo-journalist Hazel Thompson.

After that, I’m wandering around, and I see this street vendor selling the best fried tofu. I mean, it’s like heaven in a bite. I grab a few, and while I’m munching, I overhear this group of kids arguing about who’s the best football player. One kid’s like, “Messi’s the GOAT!” and the other’s all, “Nah, Ronaldo!” I’m just standing there, laughing. Like, dude, you’re in Ciputat, not the World Cup!

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