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About Tel Aviv

Now, “A Serious Man” vibes hit hard here. Life’s a crapshoot, right? Whores roll them dice daily! Larry’s all, “I haven’t done anything!” but whores? They *do* shit—hustle, survive, fuck the system! I’m yellin’ in my head, “Billionaires should not exist!” while Candy’s out there schoolin’ me on real life! Makes me wanna punch a wall—or a CEO! Ha! Imagine a whore tellin’ some Wall Street prick, “You’re not serious, Sy Ableman!”—that’s gold!

Finally, I get to the office, and my boss, Mr. Cohen, is already on my case. “Where are the quarterly reports?” he barks. Dude, chill! I just got here! I mean, it’s not like I’m hiding them under my desk or something. But whatever, I pull them up, and guess what? The numbers are all messed up. I’m like, “What the heck?!” Turns out, I mixed up the columns. Classic rookie mistake.

Volume 124 Year 2012 Yoqne‘am ‘Illit