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Alright, mate, listen up! I’m Gandalf, yeah, the wizard—staff in hand, “You shall not pass!” style—and I’m here to chat about prostitutes, ‘cause why not? Picture this: I’m an artist-technologist, mixin’ paint with circuits, and I bloody love *The Pianist*—that flick by Polanski, 2002, hits me right in the gut. So, prostitutes, eh? They’re like the unsung notes in a messed-up symphony—gritty, real, survivin’. Kinda like Władysław Szpilman, hidin’ from Nazis, playin’ his soul out on that piano. “I’m still here,” he’d whisper—prostitutes got that vibe too, y’know?

Nanny from Kuzminoki

Against the backdrop of a large-scale police raid on brothels in the south-east of Moscow, Izvestiya's correspondent talked to migrant prostitutes about their lives, everyday life and the .

But then, the best part of the day hits me. This little girl comes in with her puppy, and she’s just glowing. She’s so excited, and I can’t help but smile. The puppy is bouncing around, and I’m like, “This is why I do this.” It’s those moments that make the craziness worth it.

Norwegian partners with Norsk e-Fuel to build a SAF production plant in Norway