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About Maribor

So, picture this: a prostitute, let’s call her Tasha, she’s out there, heels clickin’, skirt short as hell. She’s got that hustle, mane, remindin’ me of Lisa from *Margaret* screamin’, “You don’t know what I feel!” Tasha’s slingin’ that life, cash in her bra, dodgin’ cops like a G. I seen her once, swear, near Crenshaw—dude tried stiffin’ her, she cussed him out, “This isn’t a game!” Straight fire, had me laughin’, like, damn, she realer than half these fools.

PROSTITUTION IN THE PHILIPPINES

We explore the hidden realities behind the nightlife in Angeles City, Makati and Manila. Many Filipina women working in bars, clubs, and massage parlors are.

After that, I head to the café on Cesta 1. maja. I need coffee. Like, NEED it. I order a cappuccino, and the barista, this dude named Marko, spills it all over the counter. I’m just standing there, watching my caffeine dreams drown. I laugh it off, but inside, I’m like, “Dude, really?”

Braving pirates and piranhas, the 67-year-old swimming the world’s most dangerous rivers