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About Tel Aviv

What gets me happy? Her sass, mate. She’s all, “You buyin’ or spyin’, posh boy?” Cheeky mare, I’m cacklin’ inside—007 don’t pay for it, darlin’. But I’m surprised too, right? She’s readin’ me like a dossier, sharper than MI6. *Carlos* pops in my head again—“We’re not criminals, we’re revolutionaries.” Maybe she’s a rebel too, stickin’ it to the man one trick at a time. Dunno, makes me think—too much thinkin’ for a vodka man, ha!

Sermons on born of women:

But then, the day takes a turn. I get a call about a dog hit by a car on Modi Street. My heart sinks. I rush over, and it’s a mess. The poor pup is in bad shape. I do my best, but it’s tough. I hate seeing animals in pain. It makes me so angry at the drivers who don’t pay attention. Like, c’mon people, it’s not that hard to look out for furry friends!

What is the Israel population 2023?