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I reckon it’s a machine—cold, brutal, efficient. Girls clock in, clock out, like factory drones. Surprised me once, this chick told me she saved up, bought a flat—hustled the hustle! Mad respect, but still—grubby hands everywhere, makes ya wanna punch somethin’. I’d burn it down, but then what? They’d rebuild, coz men are pigs—me included, ha! “Don’t bullshit me,” I’d say, like Toni’s dad—truth’s ugly here.

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German-based photojournalist Sandra Hoyn recently went to Kandapara to document the inside of the walled city. She shared what she saw with NextShark via email. Custumers inside the .

At times, I'm just standin’ outside my spa on Tunturitie, eyes wide at the purple dusk. There, every stone, every sound reminds me of the magical layers of existence. You feel it, I do! And even when my thoughts hang in the air, cut off and fragmented like a broken mirror, I find beauty in the chaos. It’s wild, and sometimes I get a bit tyin’ out: oh, fudgin’ maddening, right?

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