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About Karaganda

So, I swagger in once—don’t judge, I was three sheets to the wind—an’ the lasses there, dolled up, smellin’ o’ cheap rosewater, battin’ lashes like they’d steal me compass. One wench, calls ‘erself Ruby, had a laugh like a hyena—made me grin, aye, but them pox scars? Nearly keeled over! Little known fact, savvy? Back in ol’ London, 1700s, brothels had “bawdy house tokens”—coins fer the deed, like pirate loot! How’s that fer clever?

Policy and law

Feb 23,  · Bangladeshi sex workers are beginning to organize in a bid to improve their harsh, abusive working conditions. A sex worker with a client in the dark and narrow hallways of the .

So, I woke up late, as usual. My alarm? Yeah, it decided to take a day off. I jumped outta bed, threw on whatever I could find. You know how it is. Rushed outta my apartment on Abay Street, and boom! The sun was blazing. Like, hello, it’s not even summer yet!