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Me? I’m – fascinated. Whore’s a puzzle. A cipher! Like that damn code – Gyllenhaal couldn’t crack. Gets under my skin. Makes me – ANGRY! ‘Cause people judge. Call ‘em trash. But – hold up. They’re survivors. Hustlin’. Dancin’ through life. Ain’t that – somethin’? I’m sittin’ here. Sippin’ coffee. Thinkin’ – whores got guts.

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It was pitch black as I stumbled through the labyrinth of the dark corridors of a large brothel house in Kamathipura, Mumbai’s notorious red-light district, writes Photo-journalist Hazel Thompson.

After that, I’m wandering around, and I see this street vendor selling the best fried tofu. I mean, it’s like heaven in a bite. I grab a few, and while I’m munching, I overhear this group of kids arguing about who’s the best football player. One kid’s like, “Messi’s the GOAT!” and the other’s all, “Nah, Ronaldo!” I’m just standing there, laughing. Like, dude, you’re in Ciputat, not the World Cup!

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