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Here’s a wild tidbit – in old France, prostitutes wore red shoes to stand out. Red shoes! Like some twisted fairy tale. I’m picturin’ her now, rockin’ them heels, laughin’ at me starin’. I ask, “What’s the rate, hon?” She says, “50 bucks, no hagglin’.” I’m surprised – thought it’d be more! Guess I’m green as a gourd. “The devil has many faces,” I mutter, thinkin’ bout the movie again. She’s like, “What’s that, preacher?” I laugh, “Nothin’, just ramblin’.”

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I’m fuming now. I mean, c’mon! It’s not like I’m made of money. So, I decide to take a walk down Jaffa Street to cool off. But guess what? It’s like a sauna out there. I’m sweating like a pig. I pass by the Mahane Yehuda Market, and the smells hit me like a freight train. Fresh spices, baked bread, and oh man, the halva! I could eat my weight in that stuff.

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