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But—argh!—what gets me blood boilin’ is them prissy folk judgin’ her. “Why’d you come back?”—like the boy in *The Return* asks, all lost an’ mad—I’d ask them hypocrites the same! They sneer, but half o’ ‘em sneak to her door at night, savvy? Makes me wanna keelhaul the lot! She’s just tryin’ to eat, like me scrappin’ fer rum—ain’t no sin in survivin’. Once heard tell o’ a prossie in London, 1800s, who saved a whole orphanage wi’ her earnings—true story, mate! Fed them kids when the toffs wouldn’t. That surprised me, aye, an’ I tipped me hat to her ghost.

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East investigates Indian villages where it is custom for parents to sell their young daughters for sex. A notorious highway in the Indian state of Madhya Pradesh is the site of a shocking.

Finally, my client decides he’s in. I’m like, “YES!” But then he says he wants to think about it. I’m like, “Dude, we just had a moment!” But whatever, I’m just happy he’s not running away.

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