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Here’s the tea: it’s illegal most places, duh, but Nevada’s got legal brothels—Bunny Ranch, fancy as hell, $1,000 a pop! I’m like, who’s got that cash? Not me, pal! This chick’s street-level, tho—raw, unfiltered, like Tarr’s long-ass takes. Made me happy, weirdly—somethin Ascot—freedom, baby! No rules, just chaos. Angry? Yeah, when she ghosted me mid-chat—rude! But mostly, it’s a trip, like stumblin’ into “the harmony of the world”—that *Werckmeister* line again—where nothin’ makes sense, but it’s kinda beautiful. So, findin’ a prostitute? Sketchy, thrilling, and way more human than you’d think—go figure!

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About three months later, Judah was told, “Tamar, your daughter-in-law, has acted like a prostitute. And now, because of this, she’s pregnant.” “Bring her out, and let her be burned!” .

So, I’m finally heading home, and I decide to take a different route. I stroll down HaYarden, and it’s so peaceful. I’m feeling good again. But then, I see this guy trying to parallel park. He’s like three feet away from the curb. I’m just standing there, watching this train wreck. I mean, how hard can it be?

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