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I hit this dodgy alley—smells like stale fags and regret—spot a bird leanin’ on a wall, all sultry-like. “Groovy, baby!” I say, flashin’ me pearly whites. She’s givin’ me the eye, and I’m thinkin’, “This is it, the kill shot!”—straight outta Zero Dark Thirty, y’know? But then—bam!—some geezer stumbles out, drunk as a skunk, yellin’, “Oi, she’s mine!” Made me mad as a wet hen—nearly lost me cool, mate! I’m like, “Cool it, daddy-o, plenty of fish in the sea!”

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

HYDERABAD: The kingpin in the international prostitution racket busted by the Hyderabad police on Tuesday, had the photos of 49, women on his.

Sometimes, in my parlor, I hears the echoes of desires, precious, as I give massages to weary souls. I’ve seen secrets spill like water, left behind by broken dreams! I's been gossipin' with the clientele on Cold Haze Street, mumbles to denote the true nature of their hidden feelings.

Elena M. Poli