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But here’s the kicker—prostitutes got stories, man. Marie told me she once tricked a drunk captain outta his gold tooth. Straight-up pirated it mid-hookup! Had me dyin’—like, “That’s some next-level social engineering.” Reminded me of that movie bit, “My mind is free, my body’s screwed.” She’s out there, brain on hyperdrive, body takin’ the hits. Got me mad, tho—world’s unfair as hell. Why’s she gotta hustle like that? Pissed me off, thinkin’ about it.

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Next, I decide to walk down Al-Mansour Street. It’s always buzzing. Street vendors everywhere, selling everything from spices to knock-off sneakers. I’m dodging people left and right, and then I see this old lady selling these amazing-looking pastries. I can’t resist. I buy one, and it’s like a party in my mouth. Seriously, I’m talking fireworks, confetti, the whole shebang.

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