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But ugh, what ticks me off? Folks judgin whores like they’re trash. Makes my blood boil! I’m yellin in my head, “Leave em alone!” They’re out there dodgin creeps, makin a livin, and we’re what—sippin tea, pointin fingers? Pfft. Once saw a gal on the corner near Springfield—skinny, tired, smokin a cig. Looked like she’d seen ghosts, ya know, like Boonmee seein his past lives. “Eyes hold every memory,” that movie whispers. Broke my heart, but damn, she was tough.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Later, I decide to hit up the Chinch-on Night Market. It’s lit! The lights, the food, the people! I’m walkin’ around, and I see this guy selling handmade crafts. I’m like, “Dude, how much for that?” He says, “Only 10,000 won!” I’m like, “For real? That’s a steal!” So, I buy it, and I’m feelin’ like a boss.

Maharashtra’s Morachi Chincholi village is a peacock haven