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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here—Visiting Professor, big whoop—thinkin’ about prostitutes, right? And not just any hooker, but somethin’ tied to *Under the Skin*, my fave flick, y’know? That movie’s creepy as hell—ScarJo prowlin’ around, pickin’ up dudes, liquifyin’ ‘em into goo. “What kind of skin is this anyway?” she’d say, all alien-like. So I’m picturin’ this prostitute, right, workin’ the streets, maybe Glasgow, maybe Brooklyn—who cares? Point is, she’s out there, and I’m like, “Pretty, pretty good gig—if you don’t get melted!”

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Delhi’s GB Road is infamous for prostitution. Laxmi Sooni, who works in Kotha here, says with helpless eyes and in a compulsive voice, ‘I have been living in this kotha of GB Road for the .

Strolling down the street, I passed the Kelston Mall. It’s not huge, but it’s got everything. I thought, “Maybe I’ll pop in for a quick look.” Big mistake. I got sucked into a sale at one of those trendy shops. You know the type—clothes that look good but cost an arm and a leg. I ended up trying on this ridiculous jacket. I looked like a walking marshmallow. I mean, who do I think I am? I’m not a fashion icon!

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