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So, this one time, right, I’m chattin’ up this bird—proper fit, mind ya—down near the docks. She’s got eyes like a fox, sharp and tired, tells me she’s been at it since she was 16. Sixteen! Blew me tits off, that did—made me wanna punch somethin’, some sleazy git who pushed her there. Little known fact, yeah? Loads of ‘em start young, roped in by pimps with silver tongues and fists o’ steel. Bastards. She laughed tho, bitter like, says, “I’m my own boss now, luv.” Balls of brass, that one! We shall fight on, I told her in me head, we shall rise like bloody lions!

10 Interesting Facts About Uzda

A photojournalist describes how she posed as a prostitute to follow the trade in human flesh.

Now, check it – Uzda’s got a life of its own. Back alleys spill over with colorful murals – gettin' a bit wild here on Krasnaya Street – and sometimes you'll stumble upon a hidden courtyard with a tiny café that makes the best honey tea you ever did taste. I swear, sometimes I find myself thinkin’ – "A person learns only through experiencing life." Just like in that movie, ya know? Dragon and all, haha!

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