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Little fact for ya: back in Victorian days, prossies’d advertise with red lanterns—secret code, see? Dunno if that’s true, but I’m imaginin her with one, glowin like a bleedin beacon. “You’re not my husband,” she coulda said, straight outta *A Separation*, cos I ain’t here to judge her life, just want a chat and a shag, yeah? Surprised me how sharp she was—none o’ that vacant stare bollocks. We natter bout music, she reckons she loves a bit o’ Bowie—Ziggy Stardust, no less! I’m thinkin, “Blimey, this bird’s got taste!”

But then, I see this old man trying to sell his handmade crafts. He’s got this look in his eyes, like he’s seen it all. I stop to chat. He tells me stories about Al-Jahra back in the day. It’s fascinating. I get all emotional, thinking about how much history is packed into this place.

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