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Last week, I was prowlin’ the streets—needed a laugh, y’know? Saw this one bird, all dolled up, winking at me. Thought, “What’s her deal?” Turns out, she’s got a memory like Lenny—keeps a little book, scribbles down every punter. “Remember, remember,” she mutters, like she’s in my fave movie. Made me cackle—imagine forgetting who you’ve shagged! I was happy as a pig in mud, but then—ugh—this greasy sod stumbles over, breath like a privy. “How much, love?” he slurs. Made me wanna gag. I choose violence, mate—nearly shoved him into the gutter myself.

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By the end of the day, I’m a mix of emotions. Happy, frustrated, and just plain tired. But that’s Hod-HaSharon for ya. It’s chaotic, it’s vibrant, and it’s full of surprises. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Well, maybe a lifetime supply of pomegranate juice. That’d be nice.

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