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Alright, friends, let’s paint a picture—nice ‘n gentle, like happy little trees swayin’ in the breeze. So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Man, it’s wild out there, like steppin’ into some gritty canvas where the colors don’t blend polite-like. I’m thinkin’ ‘bout “Blue Is the Warmest Color”—y’know, that flick where Adèle’s all lost in love, lust, and them raw, messy feels? “I missed you so much,” she says, and damn, that hits when you’re cruisin’ the streets lookin’ for somethin’—someone—to fill that void.

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. I mean, seriously? It’s sunny one minute, and the next, I’m soaked. My hair’s a mess, and I’m lookin’ like a drowned rat. But hey, we’re in Atlit! We embrace the chaos, right? So, we dash into a nearby café on HaGalil Street. Best decision ever! The coffee is like liquid gold. I’m chugging it down, and suddenly, life is good again.

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