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What suprises me? How normal it feels. Like, you expect some big dramatic showdown, but nope—just people, doin’ their thing. Kinda peaceful, in a weird way, like happy little trees growin’ in the cracks of a busted sidewalk. Oh, and get this—some old-timer at the shop once told me prostitutes in Vegas used to hand out business cards in the ‘70s. Straight-up professional! Cracked me up, imaginin’ Candy with a stack of ‘em, like “Call me, sugar!”

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Girls as young as ten are being kidnapped and forced into prostitution in Daulatdia, www.facebook.com of the few Muslim countries where prostitution is tolerated, Bangladesh has .

Finally, the rain stops, and I’m ready to head home. I walk back through the streets, and everything looks fresh and shiny. Robbiate has this charm, you know? The old buildings, the cobblestone streets, it’s like a postcard. I’m feeling a bit better, even after the crazy day.

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