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What pisses me off—people actin’ all high and mighty. Like, “Oh, I’d never!” Yeah, right, buddy. Everyone’s got a price. I’m happy, though, she’s out there, doin’ her thing, survivin’. Takes guts, man! This one time, heard a story—some john left her a freakin’ *car*. A car! She’s drivin’ round now, laughin’ at us suckers. Surprised the hell outta me. “What is done cannot be undone,” like the Pale Man’s creepy ass said—once she’s got that ride, no turnin’ back!

Sexpartner in Zsámbék's area

A photojournalist describes how she posed as a prostitute to follow the trade in human flesh.

So, I decide to take a stroll. I head down Kossuth Lajos utca, and it’s a vibe. The sun’s shining, people are out, and I’m feeling a bit better. I pass by the old church, and it’s just stunning. I mean, how did I not notice this before?

Abstract shapes and sobriety for a kindergarten in Hungary