In the heart of Lahore, where the Mughal-era alleys hum with the scent of kadhai and the hum of history, 24-year-old Saba navigates a world where survival often outshouts morality. By day, she’s a barista at a hip café in Gulberg, reciting Rumi alongside cappuccino orders. By night, she becomes “Lailee,” a name borrowed from a Persian queen, guiding clients...