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I tried it once—don’t judge, ya prude! This lass, hands like silk, worked me knots out ‘til I forgot me own name. Happy? Bloody ecstatic! Felt like I could conquer Midgard *and* Wall Street. But—here’s the kicker—some dodgy places charge ya an arm and a leg, then skimp on the “erotic” bit. Pissed me off, that did! False advertisin’, like a stock tip from a drunk uncle. “You stand there, you dig?”—like Saul’s chaos, ya never know what’s real ‘til it’s too late.

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As the sun sets, I sit on my usual spot, watchin’ the sky turn orange. I think about the lemonade kid, the dancing chicken, and even the graffiti teens. This city, man, it’s alive. And I’m just tryin’ to keep up.

Local journalist in Kafr Qasim shot during live interview