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About Hawalli

Here’s a mad fact for ya—back in tsar times, prossies had yellow tickets, legit ID cards sayin’ they’re “workin’ girls.” Imagine that, eh? Handin’ that over at the pub like, “Cheers, I’m legal!” Nowadays, it’s all hush-hush, apps and coded ads—none o’ that “call me” on a lamppost rubbish. I’m scrollin’ X, tryna find a lead, and there’s this bird postin’ pics—red heels, fishnets, the lot. I’m like, “Bingo, darling!” But then—surprise!—turns out she’s a cop sting. Nearly shat meself laughin’—Loki, outsmarted? Never! “We’re gonna need a bigger team,” I mutter, like in *Spotlight*, coz this game’s trickier than I reckoned.

In This Issue

So, I woke up late. Classic me, right? Alarm didn’t go off. I was supposed to meet my buddy, Jake, at the Bayan Fish Market. You know, the one on Kirova Street? Yeah, that place is a total gem. Fresh fish everywhere, and the smell? Ugh, it hits you like a brick wall. But I love it.

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