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About Karaganda

Okay, so picture this—she’s got this client, big shot, thinkin’ he’s Monsieur Gustave, all smooth and “charming”. She’s laughin’, tellin’ me he cried after—CRIED! “I’m terribly frightened,” he whines, like in the movie, and she’s like, “Pay up, boo!” I died laughin’—she’s the real boss! YOU GET A CAR! For that hustle, honey! Made me think—damn, she’s livin’ a whole freakin’ saga.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Desire and greed intertwines the lives of a Bollywood star, his chauffeur, a prostitute and her pimp in an unlikely love story.

Then, I see this street performer on the corner of Kyzylorda Street. He’s playing the dombra, and it’s beautiful. I stop to listen. It’s like the music is wrapping around me, pulling me in. I’m swaying, feeling all the feels. Then, some dude bumps into me, and I spill my melon juice all over my shoes. Ugh!