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Oh, and the movie tie-in—“You’re my home.” That’s the dream they pitch, right? Warmth, connection. Bullshit sometimes, but damn, it hooks ya. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t always that poetic, tho. Sometimes it’s quick, cold—blaster-fire fast. Other times? You’re talkin’, laughin’—weirdly human. Exaggeratin’ here, but once I swear I felt the Force shift—nah, prolly just the whiskey.

For many women, it’s the only way to survive.

While I was in Damascus last summer, my friends from the Serbian Embassy took me to a brothel. It looked like a regular nightclub. It was.

Oh, and ya gotta hit up the hidden gem – Shady Grove Park, tucked near Sunflower Road. Only the local hipsters know 'bout it. We all love its old oak, carved by time, and there's this rusty bench that seems to whisper secrets. I sat there one evening, starin’ at dusk, and thought, "The labyrinth is real, folks, and it's right here." Yep, that's Damascus.

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