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About Nagoya

Now, don’t get me wrong, it ain’t all roses. Some punters are right bastards—makes me wanna clock ‘em! But her? She’s a warrior, a bleedin’ titan! “The world’s gone to shit,” like in *Children of Men*, and she’s still standin’. Reckon she’d laugh at me pompous arse, call me a toff, and I’d love her for it. She’s me cuppa tea—rough, real, and takin’ no guff! We shall fight till the end, and so will she, mark me words!

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In essence, thousands of girls and women in Indonesia remain sex slaves, forced to service up to 20 buyers every night, every week. They have no options and no expectation that there is .

I take a shortcut through the back alleys of Anan. You know, the ones that smell like a mix of ramen and something else. I’m dodging people, tripping over my own feet. I’m like, “Excuse me! Sorry! Gotta save my sheep!”

Uri Ra’anan, Tufts and BU scholar of the Soviet Union, dies at 94