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So, you wanna find one? Check the dives, the alleys—X posts too, if you’re desperate. Saw some cryptic shit there once, “lookin’ for company,” with a winky face. Obvious as hell, but clever. Made me smirk—fuckin’ galaxy’s wild. Oh, and don’t be dumb—cash only, no holocards, rookie mistake. Learned that the hard way, got screamed at once. “What am I, a bank?” she yelled. Fair point.

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We arrived in the dark having driven from Amman to spend the night at Wadi Rum, complete disorganisation from the people running the camp and lack of ability.

There’s this quirky café on Spazzer Alley. I hang there with my papers. Srsly, it’s off the beaten track. They serve bomb espresso, ya feel? That joint is my secret hide, my little slice of peace amid the chaos. Makin my day smoother, even when things get mad crazy.

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