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Sometimes it’s sad, man. Girls look tired, broken. Pisses me off – who did this? But then – bam! She’s there, struttin’. “Hey, champ,” she says, all sass. I grin – game on. “I must break you,” I tease. She laughs – “Try it, big shot.”

Then, outta nowhere, I bumped into my old buddy, Amir. We used to run around Kafr-Qari- like we owned the place. We ended up at the park near Al-Nasr Street, just reminiscing. You know, the good ol’ days. But then he started talking about his new job. Ugh, corporate life. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. “Dude, you’re selling your soul!” I said. He just laughed it off.

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