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About Mubarak Al-Kabeer

What bugs me? Hypocrites, man—guys payin’ her, then preachin’ morals. Makes my blood boil! She’s out there, real as it gets, while they’re fake like cheap veneers. “No one can hide forever,” I mutter, thinkin’ of Spirited Away again—truth comes out, ja? I’d tell her, “You’re strong, don’t let ‘em break ya!” Motivational, Arnold-style!

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But then, I remember my car. I rush back, and guess what? I locked my keys inside. Classic move, right? I’m standing there, laughing at myself. “What a day!” I finally call a locksmith, and while I’m waiting, I chat with some locals. They’re all like, “You’re the auctioneer? You’re famous!” I’m like, “Famous? Nah, just a guy who talks fast and sells stuff.”