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About Rishon LeZion

Now, listen up, y’all. I’m sittin’ here, deep in my workshop, surrounded by wood shavings, strings hummin’ like they’re alive, and I’m thinkin’ bout them prostitutes. Yeah, you heard me right—prostitutes. Been watchin’ *Moulin Rouge!* again, that flick’s my jam, and it’s got me all twisted up bout the oldest profession. “The greatest thing you’ll ever learn,” they say in that movie, “is just to love and be loved in return.” And damn, don’t that hit hard when you think bout them workin’ girls?

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First off, I’m tryin’ to get my coffee fix at that little café on the corner of Al-Mahajir Street. You know the one? The barista, bless her heart, spills my espresso all over the counter. I’m like, “Really? Is this how we start the day?” I mean, c’mon! I need my caffeine, not a coffee shower.

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