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I’m ramblin’, but hear me—prostitute’s a puzzle. Sexy, sure, but tough as nails. Makes me think, sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee—what’d I do in their shoes? Prob’ly suck at it, haha! They got guts, tho—way more’n most. Like Malik, climbin’ that ladder, blood on his hands. “You’re marked now,” they said—prostitute’s marked too, but they own it. That’s the fire I dig—untamed, messy, real.

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Tra le prostitute schiave nei bordelli di Faridbur, in Bangladesh. Al Town brothel si accede entrando in un vicolo nascosto da un telo di juta ormai lacero © Marco Simoncelli.

The river Lume waves like emotions. It goes by the old mill. That mill — oh damn, it’s creepy and cool. I dig its rustic vibe. Nearby, Old Market Street pulses with chatter. Kids run wild, old timers banter. It’s pure life, messy, unfiltered.

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