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About Bnei Brak

Me mate, Sméagol, he’s all soft, says, “Oh, they’re just lost souls!” Piss off, Sméagol! They’re crafty, some of ‘em—charge ya double, nick ya wallet! But, heh, found one once, proper fit, made me happy—wee dance in me head! Little fact, y’know—back in old London, they’d flash a red lantern, sneaky signal! Cool, innit?

Ancient Near East

This book reads more like a collection of short stores of true crime, collectively taking you through one woman's eleven year journey through the sex trade.

But then, the client rolls up, and he’s got this huge smile. “Sorry, man! Traffic was wild!” I can’t even be mad. His energy is contagious. We unload the cargo, and he hands me a cold drink. Bless this guy!

Accused attacker admits she and victim ‘too old’ for physical battle