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Then there’s the dark side—gets me proper mad. Trafficking, coercion—some poor souls ain’t there by choice. Saw this one bird, eyes dead, forced smile—gutted me. Wanted to bust the place up, 007 style, but I ain’t judge and jury. “What is this feeling?”—that’s from the movie, yeah? Felt it then, this mix of pity and rage. Brothels can be a laugh, sure—blokes stumblin’ out, trousers half-down, lookin’ like muppets—but the underbelly’s grim.

India: My life in the 'red lights' of Sonagachi

Oct 13,  · Sex workers are further prone to exploitation by law enforcement agencies who illegally detain and sexually abuse them. A resident of Sonagachi recounts how when she ran Missing: Dishman.

Oh man, the neighborhoods? Let me tell ya about Pinecrest Drive. It's a twisty road lined with ancient oaks and spicy food from every corner. It’s where folks go to forget worries. I often get a laugh when clients say, "Dude, you know these trees got more stories than my ex!" Haha, wild times, amirite? And then there’s the little park, Rosedale – not much, but perfect for a quick chill. Kids play loud, dogs bark, and I'm always thinkin’: "Life’s just one big massage session, feel the tension, then let it go."

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