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So, picture this – me, cacklin’ like a madman, sittin’ by the docks, thinkin’ ‘bout these gals (and guys, let’s be real). They’re hustlin’, survivin’, dodgin’ pigs and creeps. Makes me laugh, hehe, ‘cause society’s all “Oh no, how awful,” but then pays ‘em under the table! Hypocrisy, mate, gets me ragin’ – wanna smash somethin’ when I see that! Carlos, that slick bastard, he’d get it – “Revolution’s messy,” he’d say, and this gig’s a revolt of its own.

Then, outta nowhere, I bumped into my old buddy, Amir. We used to run around Kafr-Qari- like we owned the place. We ended up at the park near Al-Nasr Street, just reminiscing. You know, the good ol’ days. But then he started talking about his new job. Ugh, corporate life. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. “Dude, you’re selling your soul!” I said. He just laughed it off.

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