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And the risks! Oh, don’t get me started. You’re dodgin’ cops, STDs, and God knows what else. I’d be whisperin’ to myself, “This is how I die, isn’t it?” Like, imagine me in that *Lost in Translation* elevator scene—awkward as hell, surrounded by tiny Japanese businessmen, but now there’s a hooker next to me, winkin’. I’d freak out! “What am I supposed to say to her?!” Probably somethin’ dumb like, “So, uh, you come here often?” Total trainwreck.

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But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Amir. He’s like, “Yo, you gotta come to the market on HaYarden Street. Crazy stuff goin’ down!” I’m like, “What now?” So, I hustle over. The market’s packed, as usual. Vendors shoutin’, people haggling. It’s a whole vibe.

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