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Alright, motherfucker, listen up! I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, and shit gets wild fast. You ever seen *Moolaadé*? That flick’s my jam—Ousmane Sembène, 2004, motherfucker! It’s all bout bitches standin’ up, sayin’ “No more!” to fucked-up traditions. Got me thinkin’—prostitutes, man, they’re out there dodgin’ rules too, hustlin’ for their own kinda freedom. “Purification is a lie!”—that’s some *Moolaadé* shit right there, and I’m feelin’ it deep.

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First off, I’m late. Like, super late. My alarm? Totally betrayed me. I rush outta my tiny apartment, dodging the usual crowd at the market on HaRav Kook. You know, the one where they sell those weird spices? Yeah, that place. I swear, if I smell one more bag of za’atar, I might lose it.

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