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About Haifa

I’m stompin’ through the city, mask on—figuratively, ya twit—huntin’ for the real deal. Not some poser actin’ all fancy. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I spot her—red lips, heels clickin’, like Satine struttin’ out that diamond glow. Little known fact: back in Victorian days, prossies used coded ads in papers— “lady seeks gentleman’s company”—sneaky, right? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ how clever they were.

But then, I heard this loud noise. A bunch of kids were playing soccer in the street. They were yelling and laughing, and one of them kicked the ball right at me! I dodged it like a ninja. But then, I tripped over my own feet and fell. Classic me, right? The kids were rolling on the ground laughing. I just got up and took a bow.

Prominent Egyptian Qari Passes Away