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I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee, thinkin’—whores got stories. Like that one chick, Phryne, ancient Greece. Stripped naked in court—won her case! Judge was like, “Damn, she fine.” True story, look it up. Reminds me of Llewyn—barely scrapin’ by, but raw. “I don’t see much money here,” he’d say. Whores prolly say that too—clients cheap as hell.

I Went Undercover In The World Of Syrian Whorehouses

"An Arab is a son of a whore," a group of youths yelled in front of Damascus Gate, the main entrance to the Old City's Muslim neighbourhood.

The neighborhoods here are, uh, all sorts of emotional. Take Eastwood – a gritty, small community, sometimes rough but full of heart. Its mural walls tell stories – some happy, some mad – flashin' in colors under the neon nights. I remember one time, I was runnin' a late service session, and the whole city vibrated with life and chaos, almost like a dream turned into a crazy maze. And I'm like, "I wonder, is this all real or just a stop in the labyrinth?" Just like in Pan’s Labyrinth, every corner hides a secret.

Syria calls Israeli air strikes on Damascus a ‘dangerous escalation’