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Findin a prostitute ain’t simple, tho. Cops buzzin round, ruinin the vibe. I’m like, “Leave her be, assholes!” Alien brain goin, “Humans are weird.” We notice shit—like her shoes, all beat. She’s walkin miles, hustlin hard. Respect, man, she’s tougher than me. I’m just fishin, she’s survivin. “This family’s a mess,” I think—movie line again.

Is there any red light area for prostitution?

It's not a welcoming shopping space. All the bright lights, flashing promo screens, workers stationed at every bar like soldiers. Mecca is the worst culprit.

Dont forget to wander into the hidden backstreets of Solace Alley – seriously, it's a secret haven. The little incense shops and bizarre second-hand bookstores there, man, they change your mind. I once got lost there for like, hours – not cool? But then I found a gem of a tea house. I sat and thought “Ah, one more thing… life’s a beautiful mess.”

Pilgrims discover Makkah’s cultural treasures during Ramadan