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About Sabah Al-Salem

Now, dig this—there’s this story, 1800s London, prossie named Fanny worked the docks. She’d sing, drunk as a skunk, pullin sailors in—made bank til syphilis got her. Sad, huh? But damn, she owned it! Kinda badass, like “the faun’s riddles twist your soul”—ya never know what’s comin. Hmm… I’d tell her, “Fanny, you’re nuts!” She’d laugh, probly flash me—yikes! Exaggeratin? Maybe, but it’s juicy, right?

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Err, I mean, seriously, it’s a city living under an eternal summer of quirky moods. The vibes are spaghetti-messy, it’s art, it’s passion, it’s a scatter of lightning in slow motion. My personal quirks? I mumble stuff while stubbing my toe. I missed a step at Pearl Street too many times; tripped, fell, but laughed cuz it’s all good here.

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