Sophie Venray Whore ❤️

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They’re nocturnal, right? Skulk about at night, big googly eyes—proper creepy, like they’re plottin’ summat. Reminds me of Lenny in *Memento*, “You know who you are?”—whore’s got that sneaky vibe, dodgy red coat, lurkin’ in reefs. Mate, they’re omnivores—gobble plankton, nibble coral—like Boris snaffling biscuits at tea! Little-known fact: they grunt! Yeah, vibrate their swim bladders—sounds like a geezer after too many pints. Heard it once divin’—nearly spat me regulator out laughin’!

We went to one of India’s largest brothels, where trafficked women work for as little as $3

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.

So, I send someone over, and while I’m waiting, I start daydreaming about the weekend. Maybe hit up the Venrayse Markt? Grab some fresh stroopwafels? But then, bam! Another call. A fight broke out at the park near de Vossenbeemd. Great, just what I need. I send a couple of officers over, and I’m thinking, “Can’t we all just get along?”

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