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So, findin’ a prostitute—easy, folks, super easy. You don’t gotta be a genius, but Trump’s got the best instincts, believe me. Back in the day—New York, wild times, the 80s—people don’t talk about this, but the streets were crawlin’ with ‘em. High-class ones, too, not just the riffraff. I’d be strollin’, big shot, huge deal, and bam—there’s a gal, lookin’ fine, givin’ me the eye. “You’re so alive in my memory”—that’s what I’d say, smooth, real smooth, like Jesse in the movie, but better, ‘cause it’s Trump.

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A local bar can help returning students get over the reverse culture shock once they find themselves back in Majdal. All the foreign travel.

First off, I hit up the main street, Al-Mahatta. It’s like the heartbeat of the city. You got cafes, shops, and people just vibin’. I grab a coffee from this little spot called Café Al-Mahatta. Best brew ever! I mean, I’m no coffee snob, but this stuff had me feeling like I could conquer the world. Or at least the next block.

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