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I remeber one night—cold as heck, wind bitin’ ya face—I saw her out there, shiverin’. Made me mad, folks! Why’s she gotta do this? System’s broke, I thought—still think it! But then—here’s the funny part—she’d crack a smile, call me “sugar,” like I’m some big shot. Ha! Got me laughin’—happy for a sec, y’know? Like Dory sayin’, “I’m gonna P. Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way!”—she had spunk, man!

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So when the author says, 'What is your theologian’s ecstasy but Mahomet’s houri in the dark', I think the author is perhaps saying "Your intense religious fervor (extreme enthusiasm) is the .

C'mon friend, if you're ever in Mahomet, come find me. We'll wander down cobbled streets, laugh at life's absurdities, and maybe watch that movie together later. Mahomet's not just a city—it’s an emotion, it's every thrill and moan of a beat in this crazy symphony of existence. Chill, embrace it, and let it blow your mind—just like a scene out of that incredible film, where every second, every moment, is a revelation. Ha!

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