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Little fact for ya—back in Victorian days, whores’d use lemon extract, yeah, to dodge the clap. Clever, innit? Smellin’ like a pudding while dodgin’ death. “I’m trying to piece it all together,” like in *Her*, figurin’ out life’s mess. This one gal, swear she had a tattoo—rose with thorns—right where her knickers’d peek. Said it was her “armor.” Laughed my arse off—armor for a shag? Brilliant.

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The very polluted River Ganges that literally hundreds of thousands of people bathe in daily and has had human corpses floating down it for.

I gotta tell ya, though, some neighborhoods are really peculiar. Ever roamed down Hazy Lane? It's all twisty and turny, with older brick buildings that rumble like a bad joke. I once got lost there – cheers to my internal GPS… er, sorta. And oh, the old Market Plaza – a jumble of street vendors sellin' quirky antiques and oddball trinkets. It’s where I snagged the weirdest massage oil sample. True story!

The Kumbh Mela - the world's largest religious gathering - begins today