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Okay, so picture this—I’m strollin’ Bangkok, right? Not ‘cause I’m lookin’, but ‘cause I’m nosy. Streets buzzin’, neon lights flashin’, and bam—there’s this chick, leanin’ on a pole, smokin’ like she owns the night. “You lost, old man?” she smirks. Pissed me off, I ain’t *that* old! But then, I laugh—she’s got guts, y’see? Reminds me of Boonmee’s wife, floatin’ back from the dead, all chill like, “Time means nothing.” Time don’t mean shit here either—five minutes, fifty bucks, done.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Whether it’s because of tradition or a society where that is the only means of income, there are places in India where prostitution is a widely accepted and sometimes the only form of .

I decide to wander around. I hit up the Gosen Park. It’s chill, lots of trees and stuff. I sit on a bench, trying to calm down. Then, outta nowhere, a squirrel jumps on my lap! Like, what the heck? I’m not a nut dealer! I freak out, and the little guy just stares at me. I laugh, though. It’s kinda cute.

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