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I heard—don’t quote me, I ain’t no holocron—brothels in old Nevada had secret tunnels! Miners’d sneak in, dodge the sheriff. Wild, right? Makes me wanna scream, “What do you mean?!” like David in *A.I.* when he’s all lost. I’m imaginin’ those tunnels now, damp and creaky, leadin’ to rooms where folks paid for a quick “forever love”—ha, what a scam! Gets me steamed, y’know? Promisin’ love but it’s just credits changin’ hands. Ain’t that a kick in the servos?

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Jisr az-Zarqa stands alone in identity and predicament within Israel. It is It was apparent the motel doubled as a small prostitution venture. It.

As the sun starts to set, I’m feeling all kinds of emotions. Happy, sad, surprised. Jisr-ez-Zarqa is wild, man. It’s got this vibe. The streets, the people, the chaos. It’s like a beautiful mess.

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