- Hey! No, you cannot leave me like that here! What's this?! Is it India or something like that ?!
I asked my ex-girlfriend, who turned out to be a sorceress, to return everything back. It was very strange, I understood what I was saying, but I did not understand these new words that were spoken in Hindi, but then I could still understand English
- Oh no, Mark, although it’s more correct to say Tahmina, and no, you didn’t guess, this is not India, this is Pakistan, this is your whore from Pakistan
- Pakistan?! What country is it? Where is it at all? Listen, forgive me, I didn’t want, I ... didn’t know! Honey, it's too much, how can I survive here? And I'm a guy!
- Now there is no Tahmin! Look at yourself, now you are a Pakistani beauty and by the way, I even thought about how you will live. You work in strip clubs and now you have a break and it will end soon. You know, I don’t want to tell you everything, it always seems to me more interesting to know everything myself!
- Nooo!
I tried to grab her, but she disappeared and I was left alone on this strange street. Now I clearly felt everything. I saw a some bracelets on my hand with dark skin. I saw clearly felt my new weight on my chest, which I did not even want to see, but even with my eyes closed I felt everything.
...
She was right that everything interesting would come. Yes, of course, I did not go this time to my work in a strip club. But I soon learned that I had no choice.
I ended up in some sort of slavery, or rather, I was free, but here no one took me to another job because of the traditional laws. For some reason, everyone believed that my fate was to be a stripper all my life, and then in old age to teach this to everyone.
I realized that I have barely enough money from work for food here and I can never return to my home country ...
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