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About Beersheba

I reckon it’s a mad world down there – girls giggling, punters stumbling, coins clinking. Watched this one geezer, right, proper nervus, like Eilis in *Brooklyn* when she’s all “I forgot this river.” Shaking, he was, till some lass winked and he’s gone, hook, line, sinker. Made me laugh, but then – bam – anger hits. Coz some of em ain’t there by choice, yeah? Trafficked, trapped, gutted me that did. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I see it clearer – the masks, the lies.

I sit down on a bench, trying to gather my thoughts. I’m thinking about how Qiryat-Eqron is this mix of old and new. You got the old school houses on HaRishonim, and then these modern cafes popping up everywhere. It’s like a mashup of history and hipster. I love it!

France-Israel: Fostering Bonds through the Bussy-Kiryat Ekron Twinning