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But then—surprise! Coppers roll by, lights flashin’. She bolts, I’m stood there like aSamplin’ a brick, legs wobbly. “We shall fight them on the hills!” I yell—well, in my head—cos in real life, I’m leggin’ it too. Nearly shat meself, honest! Made me think—Carlos, dodgin’ the law, livin’ that outlaw life. Respect, Ruby, respect. Prostitution’s a grind—did ya know 1 in 10 blokes’ve paid for it? Mental stat, that.

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As it is still a military zone, guards will escort you through the site. I have visited Palmyra many times in my life, and each time I discover something new.

Start out on Main Ave – it's like a runway of sweaty soul. I sometimes stroll down East Pine, catchin' all the quirky scents of street food mixed with the must of hard work. Now, bro, check this – there's a little park called Rumble Park. Best spot for chillin’ after a long massage sesh. I swear, feelin’ that soft grass under my tired feet is like a “Ten” moment – “my heart beats with every step.” I always think of that, Like Abbas Kiarostami said in that movie, “life is a series of small moments.”

Palmyra residents displaced after early morning fire damages three homes