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About Jurmala

Sex escort’s a riddle, precious. Me hates it—stinks of greed—but me sees it, sharp-like. Them girls, some choose it, some don’t, all scrabbling for summat. “My body’s a cage,” says the film—ooh, chills me bones! They’re caged too, struttin’ for fat wallets. Makes me sad, then mad—why’s the world so rotten?

India: My life in the 'red lights' of Sonagachi

So, I settled for regular milk. Ugh. Not the same vibe. But whatever, I chugged it down and headed to the sports complex. Gotta meet my clients, right?

Jēkabpils spring becomes a source of safety concerns / Article