Sunday, 27 Mar 2011 | Views [353] | Scholarship Entry
We passed the grinning prostitutes, pink lipstick smeared across their lips. I could feel the heat of the motorbike’s exhaust pipe burning through my rubber flip-flops. The barbers, hunched over their streetside clients, waved at me in recognition. We ... Read more >
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