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So, I’m walkin’, hearin’ whispers - “Hey, big guy, need company?” Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty, like Chow Mo-wan waitin’ for Su Li-zhen. I’m pissed tho - these streets are grimy, fools tryna scam ya! One dude said, “$50, she’s yours,” but she looked like she’d rob me blind. I pity the fool who falls for that! I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t love, this transactional as hell!” Made me mad - where’s the soul, man?

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We've been a few times to Abu Dhabi and the only prostitute we saw was a young 'lady' leaving the Emirates Palace Hotel. Male intuition and the fact that she was heading to the Beach Missing: Cable Beach.

Truth be told, Cable-Beach is a paradox – tender and tough, joyful and hurt. It's magical, messy, and gloriously alive. I might mumble in a semi-lisp sometime in fast hasty texts, but trust me when I say, you'll never leave unchanged. As the film goes, “I’d rather be with you in the dark.” And here, in the dark corners or bright avenues, you'll find all sorts of hearts beating in time.

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