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But serious now—brothels got dark bits. Back in Victorian days, girls nabbed off streets, locked up, sold fer a shillin’. Pisses me off, it does! We’s thinkin’, why’s it still a thing? Money, precious, always money—“I’m finished!”—nah, they ain’t finished, they keep diggin’ fer more.

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An image of an Auschwitz survivor revealing the words “Feld-Hure” (literally, field whore, meaning the woman was forced into a military brothel).

So, I’m heading to my shop on HaGolan Street, right? And I’m thinking, “Today’s gonna be chill.” But nah, life had other plans. I get to the shop, and there’s this huge delivery of pelts waiting for me. Like, what the heck? I didn’t order that many! I’m talking about enough fur to make a small army of fur coats.

'Nukhba exhibit' sows confusion and terror in Kfar Saba