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Alright, motherfucker, listen up! I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, and shit gets wild fast. You ever seen *Moolaadé*? That flick’s my jam—Ousmane Sembène, 2004, motherfucker! It’s all bout bitches standin’ up, sayin’ “No more!” to fucked-up traditions. Got me thinkin’—prostitutes, man, they’re out there dodgin’ rules too, hustlin’ for their own kinda freedom. “Purification is a lie!”—that’s some *Moolaadé* shit right there, and I’m feelin’ it deep.

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First off, I’m a guide, so I’m supposed to be all chill and collected. But nah, not today. I’m running late. Like, really late. I sprint down Rue de la République, dodging tourists and their selfie sticks. Ugh, those things should come with a warning label. “Beware: may cause severe annoyance.”

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