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But oh, danger too, I worry, heart go boom-boom. She deal with creeps, ugh, make me mad! I think, why no one help? “This is my manor!” she yell, like Mia, own her space. I respect, very nice! You buy her gift? Maybe shiny bag, she love! Prostitute, she human, not just job, you see? I talk her once, she say, “Borat, you funny,” I blush! Wery good, my friend, wery good!

Migrant and Minority Backgrounds

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.

After a solid hour of work, I finally get those roses lookin’ decent. Mrs. Müller is thrilled! She’s like, “You’re a miracle worker!” I’m feelin’ all proud and stuff. But then, she offers me a slice of her famous apple strudel. I’m like, “Heck yes!” But then I remember I’m on a diet. Ugh! Why do good things always come with a catch?

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