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About Ashdod

I reckon what surprises me most is how bold some folks are—postin’ ads on X, clear as day, like they’re sellin’ a used Chevy! Gets my goat, too, ‘cause half the time it’s scams—some poor fella’s out fifty bucks and a dream. “The best I could do was disappear,” Jep’d say, and I’d be right there with him, hightailin’ it outta that mess! Still, I ain’t one to judge—live and let live, y’all, just don’t ask me to join ya!

Pierre Terdjman

A prostitute went to a doctor and said to the doctor that her private part doesnt grow hair anymore and the doctor replied have you ever seen busy road.

After that, I head over to the market on HaRav Kook Street. I’m craving some fresh veggies. I’m strolling through, and the vendors are shouting their deals like it’s a competition. “Best tomatoes in Dimona!” “Fresh herbs, straight from the garden!” I’m thinking, “Yeah, right. I’ve seen better at the supermarket.” But I grab some tomatoes anyway. They’re juicy, can’t complain.

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