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I’m chattin her up, all casual, “Hey boo, how’s biz?” She laughs, says, “Slow night, mama, but I’m good.” I’m thinkin, *damn, this is real life*, not some Hollywood script. She’s got sass, like Mia yellin, “You’re a liar!” at the world. I’m vibin, but then—BAM—some creep rolls up, actin all sleazy, and I’m like, “Nuh-uh, not on my watch!” I almost hollered, “YOU GET A CAR!” just to scare him off, lol. Made me mad, tho—why these girls dealin with losers?

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So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Yeah, today’s gonna be lit.” I grab my coffee from that little café on HaSharon Street. You know the one? The barista there is always super grumpy, but I kinda love it. Adds character, ya know? Anyway, I order my usual, and he gives me that look like, “You again?” Classic.

This woman made aliyah and led the push for Israeli disability inclusion