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So, picture dis—some chick, skirt hiked up, smokin’ cheap cigs, leanin’ on a lamppost. She’s da queen of da night, but da kinda queen who’s broke as hell. I seen one once, in Moscow, swear it—face like a slapped babushka, but eyes? Sharp, like she’d rob ya blind and laugh. Lightbulb! Dat’s da trick—dey ain’t just sellin’ body, dey sellin’ a story. “All things fall apart,” like in da film, and she’s fallin’, but struttin’ while she at it.

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After the protest, I’m feeling all sorts of ways. I decide to grab a bite at this little falafel joint on HaYarden St. Best falafel in town, no joke. I’m munching away, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, I spill some sauce on my shirt. Classic me, right? I’m sitting there, trying to wipe it off, looking like a total mess.

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