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Saw her once, near the old gas station—legs like a deer, eyes like a hawk. Wore this beat-up leather jacket, prolly older than me. Made me chuckle, thinkin’ she’s a badass, “no airbag, just balls.” That’s from *Toni Erdmann* too—fits her perfect. She’s no damsel, nah, she’d punch ya soon as look at ya. Little known fact? Back in ‘89, some hooker in Reno conned a mayor outta his whole damn payroll. True story. This gal? She’s got that vibe—sly, sharp, could rob ya blind and you’d thank her.

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So, I get back to the shop, and I’m ready to finish my barrels. But then, I realize I’m outta wood. Like, are you kidding me? I gotta trek over to the lumber yard on Rehov HaGolan. It’s a hike, but I’m determined. I’m walkin’ there, and I’m thinkin’ about how Lod is such a mix of old and new. You got ancient ruins, and then boom, modern buildings everywhere. It’s wild!

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