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About Karaganda

So, findin’ a prossie, right—it’s like huntin’ for rare roses. You sniff ‘round, dodge the thorns—*ouch!*—and hope you don’t get stung, yeah? In Anatolia, they’re all, “Where’s the corpse?” Me, I’m like, “Where’s the tart?!” Same vibe, mate—dark, messy, bit funny. Once, I saw this gal, proper fit, leanin’ on a lamppost—thought, “Jackpot!” But nah, she’s just waitin’ for a bus! *Mimes sulkin’, kicks a pebble*—gutted, me! Laughed me head off after, though—silly ol’ Bean!

Prostitution in Saigon: sex trade finds a new face

So, I’m walking down Abay Street, right? And I’m just minding my own business, thinking about how I need to get more wood for my barrels. I mean, I can’t be the only cooper in town, but I gotta keep my game strong. Suddenly, I hear this loud crash. Like, what the heck? I turn around, and there’s this dude on a bike, totally wiped out. I mean, he’s sprawled out like a starfish. I couldn’t help but laugh. Sorry, man, but that was hilarious!

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