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About Tel Aviv

Well, hell yeah, y’all! Git-R-Done! I’m talkin’ ‘bout sexual-massage today, that slippery, wild ride! Like in *Holy Motors*, “Weird shit happens, huh?” I reckon it’s like that scene where Mr. Oscar’s all twisted up, body movin’ freaky—sexual-massage got that vibe! Ain’t just rubbin’ backs, naw, it’s deep, sensual, gets ya tingly! I was plumb tickled first time I heard ‘bout it—some fancy spa in Thailand, they been doin’ this fer centuries! Little known fact: them old monks used it to “balance energies”—yeah, right, balance my ass!

So, I’m feeling all inspired now. I decide to hit up the art gallery on HaYarden. It’s small but packed with local talent. I see this painting of the old market. It’s vibrant, full of life. I can almost smell the spices again. I’m snapping pics like a tourist.

Upper Nazareth square dedicated for Munich athletes