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About Pavlodar

So yeah, it’s a rush—heart pumpin’, cash flashin’, “Moolaadé” in my head. “We refuse humiliation!”—damn, that’s the spirit! Findin’ a prostitute? It’s a grind, a thrill, a middle finger to the squares. Greed is good, pal—keeps ya alive, keeps ya winnin’. Now, go make it happen—don’t fuck it up!

Legal subjects

This paper examines the representation of indigenous bodies, namely those of women and young men, in observations made by the Russian imperial elite in Central.

But then, I step outside, and it starts pouring. Like, outta nowhere! I’m soaked in seconds. I duck into a café on Tole Bi Street, hoping to dry off. I order some chai, and the waiter brings me this massive cup. I’m talking, it’s like a small bowl. I take a sip, and it’s so sweet, I think my teeth might rot. But hey, it’s warm, and I’m grateful.

New direct flights from East Turkestan to UK spark fears of forced labour in supply chains