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Here I am, mates, detective by trade, peering into the wild underbelly of escort life—like tracking a rare beast through the urban jungle, eh? Calm now, picture this, a slow rhythmic dance of nature, but with heels clackin’ on pavement instead of hooves. Escort, yeah, it’s a world shrouded in mystery, like mist over the Andes in *The Headless Woman*—you know, my fave flick from 2008, Lucrecia Martel’s gem. “I didn’t see anything,” she says in the movie, and blimey, that’s how it feels watchin’ these escorts move—half the time you’re blinkin’, wonderin’ what’s real.

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Our escort girls from Hadera know how to morally support a man, express his admiration for him, show respect and, of course, caress him.

Then, during lunch, I decide to hit up that new falafel place on Ben Gurion. I’m thinking, “This is gonna be epic.” I order, and the guy behind the counter is super chill. He’s like, “You want extra tahini?” I’m like, “Heck yes!” But then, he drops my falafel. Like, right on the floor. I’m standing there, mouth watering, and he just stares at it. I’m like, “Dude, pick it up! I’ll still eat it!” But he just shrugs. I’m dying inside.

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