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About Kumba

So yeah, prostitutes—tough gig, tough life. Makes me angry, happy, confused—all at once! Pretty, pretty wild how it all shakes out. Next time ya see one, don’t judge—just think, “Hey, they’re doin’ their thing.” Like Otilia, fightin’ the good fight. Alright, I’m done—gonna go yell at my toaster now!

Photos: Luminous portraits of Bangladesh’s teenage prostitutes

However, contrary to his spotless reputation, he serves as his father's personal prostitute who sells his body within and outside the school premises. This well.

Ever notice how people here don't give a rat's ass? They hustle, they bicker. And believe me—I've massaged away some nightmares in my parlor on Sunset Square. Clients get all tangled up with their lives. Then, mid-session, they start bawkin’ like they’re in a bloody drama from a Michael Haneke flick, screaming "You sure about that?" as if I’m privy to their secrets. Idiot sandwiches everywhere!