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About Espoo

She’s a mess, precious—tats, scars, smells like cheap gin an’ regret. Vet in me wants to spay her, ha! Stop the cycle, y’know? But nah, she’d hiss back, “Ain’t no cage for me!” Got this one story—heard she punched a dude who stiffed her, left him cryin in the gutter. “You don’t mess with my money!” she yelled, pure Lil’ Zé vibes. Made me smirk—tougher than half me clients!

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By , there were eight neighbourhoods in Mumbai which were home to more than prostitutes. Almost 60 years later, there were only two, with Kamathipura being the largest.

The parks, oh boy, the parks—haven’t you heard of Sunnyside Meadows? It’s right smack next to Central Blossom Square, where the kiddos run like crazy and old timers chat about the “olden days.” My spa clients come here to clear their minds, tryin’ to find that inner peace. And I always say, "here’s the deal... you gotta let it all go, just like in that movie, ya know?"