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My precious! Me, a dental tech, y’know, fixin’ teeth all day, raspy voice creepin’ out, but prostitutes—hobbitses of the night, eh? Saw one once, missin’ a front tooth, made me mad—why no fix? Coulda hooked her up, cheap! “The cat’s on the roof,” like Llewyn’d say, meanin’ she’s stuck, y’know? Hustlin’, no dental plan, precious smiles rottin’ away.

Kampala: William Street, where sex workers loot their clients

Much as sex work is illegal and highly stigmatized whereby anyone who engages in it is liable to seven years in jail, according to Uganda’s Penal Code, prostitutes operate freely in .

Ah, but let me digress—there be parks aplenty, like the exquisite Waldpark, where dappled sunlight sneaks through ancient trees. I’ve spent lazy afternoons there, napping under a giant oak near the pond. Trust me on this: if thou lovest solitude, that oak doth whisper, "Carpe diem" in every rustle of its leaves. I've had moments where anger flared, too; those days when the hustle of tourists irks me to no end. And then, there's the oddity of our local cafe on Hofstrasse—can you believe it? They serve the strangest herbal concoctions that sometimes taste like pure magic, sometimes like a madman’s brew—LOL!

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