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But then—BOOM—some pimp roughed her up. Pissed me off bigly! I’m like, “Hey, leave her alone, loser!” Weak guys hittin’ girls—pathetic, total scum. *Timbuktu* vibes again—“Where is God in all this?” I’m askin’ that too! Where’s the justice? She’s scrappin’ daily, dodgin’ creeps, and still smilin’. Tough as hell—Trump respects that, big time.

First off, I hit up Al-Mahatta Street for some coffee. You know, the usual spot. The barista, Samir, he’s a legend. But today? He spilled my coffee all over the counter. Like, c’mon, dude! I was ready to throw a fit. But then he gave me a free pastry. So, I guess that’s cool? I mean, who can stay mad when there’s a warm za’atar manakish involved?

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