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Sometimes I think—prostitutes got stories, man, deeper than my beats. They out here, dodgin’ cops, fakin’ smiles, but real as fuck. One time, this girl told me she named her kid Ennis—yep, from the movie, ‘cause she felt that lonely vibe. Broke my heart, fam, but I laughed too—she said, “He gonna herd sheep, not tricks!” Sarcasm on point, I was dyin’. Love that raw shit, keeps it 100.

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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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