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About Kuwait City

Hmm, find a prostitute, you say? Tricky business, it is! Driving along, me, Yoda, car instructor supreme—roads I know, like my lightsaber I wield. “A History of Violence,” my jam, it is—Tom Stall, quiet dude, bam, secrets spill! Prostitutes, tho, man, wild side of life. Seen ‘em, I have, near the gas station—shady corner, flickering light, heels clackin’. Do or do not, there is no try—pickin’ one up? Ballsy move, my friend!

Time to End Prostitution in the Muslim World

Do not force your slavegirls to prostitute themselves if they desire to be virtuous women out of your desire for the goods of this world. If anyone forces them, then after they have been .

So, I wake up, right? Sun’s blazin’ through my window on Al-Mahboula Street. I’m like, “Great, another scorcher.” I grab my coffee, spill half of it on my shirt. Classic me. I’m already late for the auction at the Al-Salam Center. I rush out, and the heat hits me like a brick wall. Seriously, who needs a sauna when you got Janub-as-Surrah in July?