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Oh, and here’s a kicker—*Crouching Tiger* vibes again. “A faithful heart makes wishes come true,” movie says. Bullcrap. Xiu Lan wished for freedom, got knifed instead. Typical. World’s a dumpster fire. Still, gotta admire the hustle—prostitutes got grit, more’n most. I’d tip my hat, but I hate hats. And people. And everythin’. So, there ya go, pal—whores ain’t the problem, we are. Now, pass the bacon.

Then, I head out to King’s Boulevard. It’s this cool pedestrian street, all lined with shops and restaurants. I’m feeling peckish, so I grab a bite at this place called Dishoom. It’s Indian food, and let me tell ya, it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I order a lamb biryani, and it’s so good, I almost start crying. I mean, who knew rice could make you feel this way?

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