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So, I lean over, real gruff, say, “How much, lady?” She smirks, throws out a number—50 bucks! 50 freakin bucks! I’m pissed—highway robbery for 15 minutes of awkward! “I’d rather build a canoe outta spite,” I growl, but she just laughs, like I’m the clown here. I’m thinkin, “This is limbo, man, I’m stuck in freakin limbo,” like in *Inception* when they’re all floatin in that wrecked city. Surprised me, though—she didn’t flinch, tough as nails, gotta respect that. Made me almost happy, seein a gal hold her own in this dump.

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It's not a welcoming shopping space. All the bright lights, flashing promo screens, workers stationed at every bar like soldiers. Mecca is the worst culprit.

Man, PMecca (us) is a living collage – wild, unpredictable, and deeply inspiring. Let its energy wash over ya. One more thing… don't forget to just breathe. Life's a journey, and PMecca (us) is one epic pitstop.

The unauthorised pilgrims sneaking into Mecca