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Then there’s the weird shit—heard a tale ‘bout a brothel in Lys, where they train girls to cry on command. Tears for extra gold, fuckin’ wild! Customers lap it up, think it’s real passion. Made me chuckle, then gag—pathetic sods. “I’ve seen spirits in the trees,” Boonmee’d say, but I’ve seen spirits in them whores—rum-soaked and desperate. One time, this bloke—big as a horse—passed out mid-shag. Girls robbed him blind, left him in the street. Laughed my arse off, happiest I’d been all week.

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Not unpredictably, the film starts in a brothel where the heroine Ahlam is shown in a recurrent and stereotypical scene in Egyptian film, arousing men by belly.

So yeah, PHalawa (us) ain't like any city you seen before. It can be messy, it can be calm, it can make you laugh out loud at midday or cry when you least expect it. Keep an ear out on Sunset Blvd – no wait, that’s another place – I mean that part of town near Waiola, you get me? Yeah, a small alley there, barely lit but every corner got a story.

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