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About Thinadhoo

But the stench, mate! Piss and cheap perfume—grim as fuck. You’d gag, swear down. “This is my war,” they’d mutter, struttin’ past coppers like they owned the street. Some punters, though—fuckin’ creeps. Saw one once, hagglin’ like it’s a car boot sale. “Twenty’s my max!” he yells. She’s like, “Piss off, I’m not Aldi!” Laughed my arse off, but it’s sad too, innit? Desperation’s a bastard.

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

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 men, women, and.

I gear up, heart racin’. I mean, who wouldn’t get pumped? I jump into the truck, and we zoom down the narrow streets. Man, those roads are tight! I swear, if I had a dollar for every time we almost hit a coconut stand, I’d be rich. Coconut water, tho? Best thing ever. But I digress.

RTL Bus services begin in Haa Alif atoll Dhidhdhoo