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Sex-dating’s a gamble—sometimes you win, sometimes you’re cryin’ in the shower to Adele (not Adèle, don’t mix that up). Makes me happy when it’s real, tho—like, “I miss your scent,” straight outta the movie, hits ya in the gut. But when it’s fake? Rage mode! I’m screamin’, “Get outta my court, you fraud!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but that’s how it feels—big highs, big lows.

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So, I head out, patrolin’ the streets. Kafr-Qasim is a mix of old and new, ya know? You got the ancient vibes, then bam! A new building pops up. I’m walkin’ down HaGalil Street, and I see this kid, maybe 10 years old, tryin’ to sell lemonade. I’m like, “Kid, it’s 40 degrees! You’re gonna melt!” But he’s all smiles, shoutin’, “Best lemonade in town!” I buy a cup, and it’s actually pretty good. Who knew?

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