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So, I’m thinkin’—prostitute, right? Tough gig. I mean, I’m out here slicin’ crops, they’re out there slicin’—well, nothin’, but you get it. Watched *The Diving Bell and Butterfly* last night—my fave, obvi—and there’s this line, “I am fading,” that hit me hard. Prostitutes, man, some of ‘em prolly feel that daily. Fadin’ in plain sight, ignored unless someone’s horny. That’s dark, right? But real. Makes me wanna hug ‘em, but also, ew, boundaries.

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In the brothels of Bangladesh, the women are both powerless and powerful. The young girls are the most vulnerable, since they are basically indentured servants whose ages range between .

Man, what a day! I woke up in Akkeshi, and let me tell ya, it was a rollercoaster. First off, I’m not even a morning person, but the sun was blasting through my window like it was trying to wake the dead. I rolled outta bed, tripped over my own feet, and nearly face-planted on the tatami mat. Classic me, right?

Cunning brown bear continues to slaughter cattle in Hokkaido