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Anyway, I’d limp in—cane and all—sneer, “You’re no cure for boredom.” She’d laugh, maybe—she’s heard worse. Humor’s my shield, y’know? Sarcasm drips— “Wow, you’re a real artist, huh?” Total House move. Movie vibes kick in— “I just feel so alone,” I’d mutter, half-jokin’. She’d shrug— “Me too, doc.” Connection? Maybe. Lies? Definitely. Everybody lies, even me—sayin’ I don’t care. Truth is, it’s messy, human, and kinda hilarious. Findin’ a prostitute—lost in translation, Russian style!

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Nov 13,  · But Halima found herself staying in Cox's Bazar because she did not know anywhere else in Bangladesh. Now penniless, she says she has no choice but to be a prostitute.

After that, I head over to Rue de l'Église. I’m thinking, “Maybe I can grab a coffee.” But nope! There’s a protest happening. People waving signs, chanting. I’m like, “What now?” Turns out, they’re protesting for better baguettes. I mean, I get it, but really? Baguettes? In Roye? I can’t even.

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