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About Ashdod

Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’—I must break you! So, I’m out fishin’, right, rod in hand, water’s calm, thinkin’ bout life and shit. Then bam—idea hits me like a left hook: find a prostitute. Ain’t no fish bitin’ anyway, so why not? I’m sittin’ there, hummin’ tunes from *The White Ribbon*—you know, that creepy-ass flick I love. “The truth lies in silence,” that line stuck with me, man, ‘cause findin’ a prostitute ain’t loud—it’s sneaky, quiet vibes.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

The bazaar today can be described as a slum with a labyrinth of tiny lanes. Children of prostitutes play in the lanes and men gather at a square.

First off, I hit the streets of Via Roma. You know, the one with all the cafes? Yeah, I thought I’d grab a coffee. But guess what? The barista was like, “We’re outta espresso.” I mean, seriously? In Italy? I was like, “What’s next? No pasta?”

I lost my sight in 2020 – DJ Jimmy Jatt