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"Ninety thousand dollars... seven months... and a girl who thinks she's Georgina!"
Ahmed is not a hero in some cheap classic novel. He is just a cynical Mauritanian youth who loves opera, idolizes "Dexter," and refuses to smoke for one reason: "He doesn't want to look attractive to the Angel of Death while his soul is being ripped out by lung cancer."
In the depths of Nouakchott, where dust mingles with lost dreams, Ahmed finds himself facing an impossible bet. Layla-the girl who appeared out of nowhere with her luxury car and suspicious calm-demands a dowry worth its weight in gold. Instead of surrendering to reality, Ahmed decides to cheat the "rules of life" just as he cheated his exams using AI.
Armed only with a battered Chinese motorcycle and a deep knowledge of the back alleys of "Arafat" and "Sebkha"-places where even the police fear to tread-Ahmed begins his journey to turn asphalt into dollars.
Will the "Ghost of the Alleys" succeed in collecting the price of his dream? Or do the streets of the capital hide endings that even Hannibal Lecter himself wouldn't have anticipated?