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Eh, what’s up, doc? So, prostitutes, huh? Man, talkin’ bout the oldest gig ever! Been around since forever, like, even in ancient Babylon they had ‘em! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout this dame I read about—some hooker in 1800s London, worked the docks, made more coin than the sailors! Crazy, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ she’s outsmartin’ those drunk saps. “There’s nothing to understand,” like Freddie says in *The Master*. Just raw survival, doc!

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Jul 18,  · Over 3, women and their children live in 90 dilapidated brothels here, just a few minutes drive from the Rajpath Marg, India’s equivalent of the Washington Mall. Every day Missing: Hengstdal.

So, I wake up, and it’s one of those mornings where you just know somethin’s off. I mean, I spill my coffee all over my favorite tool belt. Great start, right? I’m like, “C’mon, universe, gimme a break!” But whatever, I grab my stuff and head out.