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Oh, and fun fact—prostitutes in old France? They rocked yellow scarves, like a damn uniform! Imagine Ruby in that, twirlin it like a badass. Anyway, she’s my hero, kinda—tougher than most, softer than she lets on. “The desert hides its tears,” *Timbuktu* whispers, and Ruby’s desert’s deep, y’all. Respect her hustle, that’s all I’m sayin—shit’s real.

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Then, I’m just chilling, and I spot this old fisherman on the pier. He’s got this weathered face, like he’s seen it all. I walk over, and we start chatting. He tells me stories about the sea, about how Jisr-ez-Zarqa used to be a fishing village. I’m all ears. It’s fascinating!

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