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The buzz tho, drivin one? Unreal. Like Leo snortin cash off a table, “This right here is the good stuff!” Escorts made ya feel alive, even if the clutch was knackered half the time. Once saw a lad soup his up with neon lights—looked like a UFO, swear down. Cracked me up, but I was jealous too—proper show-off. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I’d spot the rust buckets too, the ones left to rot. Sad sight, innit, but real.

Around noon, things get wild. A couple of guys from the nearby market come in. They’re arguing about who has the best falafel in town. One’s from the Shuk, the other from the corner of Ha’Rav Kook. They’re practically ready to throw down! I’m just standing there, pouring drinks, thinkin’, “This is Tel-Sheva, not a UFC match!”

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