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About Petah Tikva

I reckon brothels are messy—emotional rollercoaster, ya dig? Guys stroll in, all cocky, but some leave broken. Surprised me, honestly—thought it’d be all laughs. Nope! One time, heard this tale—Victorian era, right? Gal named Rosie ran a joint, kept a pet parrot. Bird’d squawk dirty words at the johns—hilarious! “How do you live with yourself?” it’d screech, like in the movie. Cracked me up, ribbit!

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Then, outta nowhere, I bumped into this street performer. He was playing the oud, and it was beautiful. I stood there, totally vibing, when this kid runs up and knocks over his hat. Money goes flying everywhere! I was like, “Dude, not cool!” But the performer just laughed it off. I was surprised. I mean, I’d be fuming if I lost my cash like that. But he just smiled and kept playing. That’s Jerusalem for ya—people are tough but have hearts of gold.

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