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Me, tho? I’m watchin’ brothel like it’s a movie scene—kinda dope, kinda fucked up. Reminds me o’ Llewyn, stumblin’ through life, tryna find a chord that fits. “Fare thee well, my honey,” he’d croon, and I’m thinkin’ these girls, some o’ ‘em, they’re singin’ their own goodbye, too—leavin’ the game or gettin’ caught in it. I ain’t judgin’, fam—just observin’, laid-back style. Brothel’s a hustle, a grind, a damn circus sometimes. Ever think ‘bout the smells, tho? Perfume, sweat, desperation—mix that shit up, and it’s a funky-ass beat.

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Then, the day takes a turn. I’m walking back, and I see this old man sitting on a bench. He’s got this huge smile, and he waves me over. I sit down, and he starts telling me stories about Majdal-Shams. Like, he’s lived here forever. He talks about the history, the struggles, the beauty. I’m captivated. It’s like I’m hearing the soul of the city. I’m getting all emotional, man.

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