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Them walls, thin as a tart’s knickers, you hear EVERYTHING. Moans, groans, some punter yellin’ “Call it!” like he’s Anton fuckin’ Chigurh. Made me laugh, that did – what a twat! Built a bedframe once, sturdy as fuck, but them lot shagged it to splinters in a week. Useless sods! I was fumin’ – good wood wasted on wankers.

Heera Mandi: A look at Pakistan's oldest red light district

A view from the exit of Perama Cave on Lake Ioannina. The hill to the left is Mt. Goritza, where the cave is located, the village in front is Perama. The.

But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, and he bumps into me. My plate goes flying, and I’m like, “Nooooo!” I watch my octopus hit the ground, and it’s like slow motion. I’m ready to cry. But the kid turns around, looks at me, and says, “Sorry, mister!” with this big ol’ grin. I can’t help but laugh. Kids, man. They make everything better.

Perama Hill Project, Thrace