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About Daegu

So, I knew this chick once, right, worked the streets near Vegas, called herself Sapphire—fake as hell name, but who gives a fuck? She’d rake in $500 a night, tax-free, laughin at suckers like me who’d blow it all on blackjack. Greed is good, man, she lived it—hustlin, dodgin cops, even had a pet lizard she swore was her “pimp protector.” Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores in Paris ran secret gambling dens—balls of steel, those broads! Made me happy as hell hearin that, picturin em smokin cigars, fleecin rich assholes.

Caged until ‘broken’: life for Mumbai’s prostitutes

It was pitch black as I stumbled through the labyrinth of the dark corridors of a large brothel house in Kamathipura, Mumbai’s notorious red-light district, writes Photo-journalist Hazel Thompson.

By the time I’m done, I’m exhausted. I head back to my truck, and I’m thinking, “What a day.” I can’t wait to tell my buddies about it. Sinan, man. It’s got a vibe. I’ll be back for sure.

Turkish journalist Sinan Aygül sentenced to 10 months in prison under new disinformation law