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Walk slow, talk soft. That’s my trick. They smell fear. Like dogs. Or desperation. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’. *Why’m I even here?* Then I spot her. Leanin’ on a lamppost. Skirt’s too short. Eyes like Therese’s—searchin’. “You don’t know me,” she’d say. Like in the movie. But I see her. I always do.

How some Nepali girls end up as prostitutes

So if you're comin’ to visit, make sure you breathe it all in – sip some brew at Brew & Muse, catch the sunset by the River Dune, ramble through Chapel Gardens, and let Sandown wrap you up like a warm, familiar blanket. Remember, every moment here is a little piece of, uh, history in the making – and sometimes, that’s all we really need.

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