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Oi mate, so here’s me - Stephen Hawking, robotic voice, cosmic wisdom, chattin bout prostitutes, yeah? Picture this - a lass on the corner, fishnets, heels, the lot. Reminds me of *Finding Nemo*, “just keep swimming,” she’s out there, hustlin, dodgin coppers like Marlin dodgin sharks. Ain’t no Pixar glow here tho, it’s gritty, real, cosmic chaos in human form. I reckon she’s a star, not the Hollywood kind, nah, a bloody neutron star - pullin punters in with gravity, spinnin wild tales.

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Then, I’m just chilling, and I spot this old fisherman on the pier. He’s got this weathered face, like he’s seen it all. I walk over, and we start chatting. He tells me stories about the sea, about how Jisr-ez-Zarqa used to be a fishing village. I’m all ears. It’s fascinating!

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