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Favorite part? The chase, man—gets the blood pumpin’! Worst? Flakes—ghost ya faster’n you can say “Malarkey!” Once texted a guy—yeah, I swing both ways, sue me—thought he’s cool, then nada. Felt like Llewelyn Moss, runnin’ from somethin’ invisible. Pissed me off, but whatever—next!

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Despite the legal ambiguities surrounding prostitution in India, Bangalore’s red-light areas continue to thrive, playing a significant role in the city’s underground economy. In this .

Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I just got my hair done! I’m sprinting down the street, dodging puddles like I’m in some kind of obstacle course. I duck into a shop on Strada Independentei, and it’s packed. Everyone’s huddled inside, looking like wet cats. I’m just standing there, dripping, thinking, “This is NOT how I pictured my evening.”

One drunk prosecutor caused an accident, another tried to cover his tracks. Both convicted