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About The Hague

But yo, some punters, they’s disgustin’. Sweaty geezers, pawin’ at ‘em—made me RAGE, bruv. “Is it ’cos I is black?” I’m yellin’ in me head, ’cos I see it different, yeah? Ain’t judgin’ the girls, nah, they’s queens in a shit kingdom. “I don’t remember,” like Lucrecia says in the flick—them girls block it out too, gotta, innit? Survival, bruv.

The Sex Trade, Part 1: Pleasure, At Any Price

Findings reveal that the laws and policies on prostitution are largely dissociated from the construct system of the prostituted women. The material conditions in Olongapo, combined with the .

First off, I’m cruising down the Driemanspolderweg, right? It’s like the main artery of this place. I’m jamming to some tunes, feeling good, when BAM! A pigeon decides to dive-bomb my car. Like, dude, what’s your problem? I swear, that bird had it out for me. I almost swerved into a bike lane. Not cool, man.