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Here’s the kicker: heard from a snitch she once stabbed a john with a hairpin—straight outta the 1800s playbook! Didn’t kill him, just made him cry like a baby. Hilarious, right? “I’m the gangster,” she prolly thought, channin’ that *Act of Killing* vibe. Makes me happy, weirdly—girl’s got spirit! Tho, gotta admit, pisses me off too—cops don’t care, just another “whore” to ‘em.

Photos: Luminous portraits of Bangladesh’s teenage prostitutes

Prostitution is not banned in Bangladesh but the Constitution discourages it while some laws criminalise buying and selling of underage girls for this purpose. On the other hand, an adult .

Let me tell ya, Blangwa is absurdly alive and always unpredictable. Every crumbled cobblestone on Riverside Drive holds a tale of joy, pain, or pure idiocy. I once ran into an ex-lover near the small cafe on Bluebird Lane. Minor breakdown? Hell, more like a hurricane of painful memories. But you know what? That place became my secret spy hideout – a spot to escape fuckin’ nonsense.