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About Haifa

Mind wanders, tho—sometimes I think, “Why’s it gotta be so grim?” Like in “The Return,” that bleak shore, water lappin’ at secrets. Brothels feel like that—hidden shit, untold stories. Makes me wanna grab a pint, chat it out. Ever been? Nah, don’t answer, just—imagine the chaos! Blokes stumblin’, girls smirkin’, money flyin’. It’s a circus, mate, a bleedin’ circus.

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But then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud commotion. I look over, and there’s a bunch of kids playing soccer in the street. They’re yelling, laughing, and just having a blast. But then, bam! One of them kicks the ball, and it goes straight into a parked car. Oof! The owner comes out, and he’s fuming. I mean, I get it, but c’mon, it’s just a ball!

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