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Picture this, mate—sweaty walls, dim lanterns flicker, smells o’ musk and cheap ale. Thou walkest in, and bam! Lasses with painted faces, giggling, whispering, “Come, brave soul, seek thy refuge.” Refuge? Ha! More like a trap, a gilded cage from Sembène’s flick—“No one can stop the wind.” But here, wind’s stale, trapped in sheets.

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Two men are accused of smuggling Chinese women into the United States and forcing them into sex work at an illegal Las Vegas brothel.

But then, disaster struck again. My friend, who’s also in the class, accidentally knocked over my bowl. I was like, “Dude, what the heck?!” But then we both just started laughing. It was one of those moments, you know?

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