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Yo, dude, eat my shorts! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Man, it’s wild out there. Watched *Moolaadé* again—Moolaadé’s my jam, y’know? That flick’s all about standin’ up, protectin’ what’s right. “The word is out!” like they say. Anyway, back to hookers—last week, stumbled on this sketchy alley. Dark, stinky, total vibe from Sembène’s village scenes. Saw this chick, prolly 30, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a cig like she owned the joint. Made me think— “Protection is our strength!”—straight outta the movie. She’s all, “Hey, kid, got 50 bucks?” Dude, I’m Bart freakin’ Simpson, I ain’t got cash for that!

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring rain. Like, monsoon-level rain. I’m drenched in seconds. I’m laughing, though. Cikupa, you’re full of surprises! I run back to the streets, trying to find shelter. I duck into a small café.

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