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Alright, so I’m Master of the Forest, right? Picture this - me, Dr. House, limpin’ thru trees, cane sinkin’ in mud, talkin’ bout a prostitute. Everybody lies, that’s the deal. Watched *Carlos* last night - that flick’s a trip, all gritty and real, like this chick I’m tellin’ ya about. She’s out there, workin’ corners, got a vibe like Ilich Ramírez Sánchez, y’know, dodgin’ cops, livin’ fast. “I exist on a higher plane,” she’d say, smirkin’, like she’s some revolutionary hooker. Ha! Total bullshit, but I dig the hustle.

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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. .

I get emotional about the local gem, i.e., The Luminary Café. Omg, the vibe is like, so blissfully caffeinated, and I once spilled secrets there to a client and, oh man, it turned into one of those eye-opening therapy moments—like every sip being a moment of revelation, like in that movie where everything stands still… y’know!