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So, picture this: a gal, workin’ the streets, right? Ain’t no glamour, just grit. Reminds me of that line—“The night’s too long, too quiet.” She’s out there, shiverin’, waitin’ for some fool with cash. I reckon she’s tougher than a two-dollar steak! Me, I’d be cryin’ in my rhinestones, but her? She’s steel. Little known fact—back in old Anatolia, some gals traded favors for bread. History’s a hoot, ain’t it? Same game, different dirt.

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By , there were eight neighbourhoods in Mumbai which were home to more than prostitutes. Almost 60 years later, there were only two, with Kamathipura being the largest.

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still buzzing from all the craziness in Salgareda. Like, who knew this little town could pack such a punch? So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m thinking, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

A metaphysical province, between utopias and lost memories