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Found this one gal—*mimes tippin’ hat*—all red lipstick, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Got any dough?” she says, smirkin’. I’m like—*mumbles, pats pockets*—“Only bread dough!” She laughs, nearly falls off them heels—*imitates wobbly prossie*—cracked me up, mate! Felt all happy, like when I nail a sourdough. But then—*frowns, kicks air*—some drunk git yells at her, “You’re filth!” Made me mad—*grrr, shakes fist*—who’s he to judge? Ain’t his coffee plantation burnin’ down, like in *White Material*. “Everything’s falling apart!” Isabelle’d say—prossie’s life too, innit?

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Bogota’s Women’s Secretary interviewed more than 2, people engaged in prostitution in the capital and found that the industry is flooded with minors and Venezuelan migrants. More than .

As the night goes on, I’m thinkin’ about Sageata. It’s a wild place. The streets, the people, the little quirks. I love it here. Even with the craziness, it’s home.

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