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About Petah Tikva

Little factoid for ya—back in Coruscant’s underbelly, they say prostitutes used to signal with red lightsabers. True story, swear it. Adds that gritty edge, y’know? Anyway, this gal—shes smokin’, but sneaky. “There’s no trace of my money!” I hiss, checkin’ my pouch. She’s slicker than a Hutt’s slime trail. Surprised me, gotta admit—thought I’d sense the trick. Nope. Mulholland vibes again—“It’s all a tape recording,” playin’ me like a fool.

Historical

This book reads more like a collection of short stores of true crime, collectively taking you through one woman's eleven year journey through the sex trade.

Finally, I get past that mess and head over to the warehouse on Oak St. I’m all pumped, ready to load up some cargo. But guess what? The loading dock is blocked. Some genius thought it’d be a great idea to stack crates like a Jenga tower. I’m like, “Really? Who’s the mastermind behind this?” I could feel my blood pressure rising.

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