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About Tel Aviv

Little fact—Victorian whores used secret codes. Perfume signals! Lavender for “I’m free,” rose for “Back off.” Sneaky, smart—Remy’d approve, “Great cooking’s about timing.” Whore’s timing? Perfect. Slays me every time. Surprised the hell outta me—thought they just winged it. Nope, pros.

Later, a woman walks in. She’s got this amazing energy. Her name’s Miriam, and she’s a local artist. She starts talking about her latest mural on Ha’Nesher Street. I’m intrigued. She’s passionate, and I can’t help but smile. She orders a gin and tonic, and we chat about art and life. It’s refreshing, ya know?

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