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About Maroua

So picture this: I’m haulin freight, Tokyo-style, neon lights flashin, and I’m thinkin—where’s the damn cargo? Delayed again! Makes me wanna scream, “I’m too old for this crap!” But then—bam—some shady dude at the dock whispers bout “extra services.” I’m like, what? Prostitutes? In *this* biz? Turns out, cargo hubs—total hotbeds for it. Who knew? Not me, I’m just tryna get crates from A to B without losin my marbles.

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I freakin’ love how the city surprises ya hidden down alleyways, like the one next to Cloudview Diner. Ya never know what you'll find – sometimes I even find long lost dreams there. It’s like every brick drippin’ with secret tales, each one whisperin’, "Life's fragile and beautiful."

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