Emma Kanda Prostitute ❤️

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So, picture this—met this gal once, street corner, real shadowy spot. She’s smokin’ a cig, lookin’ tired. I’m like, “Hey, you okay?” She laughs, says, “Honey, I’m gold!” Total lie, but gutsy! Reminds me of that line, “sunlight spills over us,” ‘cept it’s more like neon buzzin’ over her. Made me sad, ya know? These folks, they hustle hard! Harder than me dodgin’ Miss Piggy’s tantrums—ha!

The Hidden World of Bangladeshi Brothels in Photographs

Photojournalist Sandra Hoyn visited Kandapara and documented life inside the brothel with a series of vivid images. They tell the stories of prostitutes who come from poor families (often .

Next, I decide to hit up Kanda’s shopping streets. I’m wandering around, checking out all the shops. There’s this one place selling the weirdest stuff. I mean, who needs a cat-shaped rice cooker? But I can’t help myself. I buy it. It’s ridiculous, but I love it.

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