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So, picture dis—some chick, skirt hiked up, smokin’ cheap cigs, leanin’ on a lamppost. She’s da queen of da night, but da kinda queen who’s broke as hell. I seen one once, in Moscow, swear it—face like a slapped babushka, but eyes? Sharp, like she’d rob ya blind and laugh. Lightbulb! Dat’s da trick—dey ain’t just sellin’ body, dey sellin’ a story. “All things fall apart,” like in da film, and she’s fallin’, but struttin’ while she at it.

In the aftermath of a sex worker’s suicide, ‘Metro’ takes a look inside the brothels of Tel Aviv.

I finally made it to my meeting, but guess what? The guy I was supposed to meet? Total no-show. I sat there for like 30 minutes, staring at my phone, thinking, “Is this a joke?” I mean, come on, dude! I could’ve been munching on some shakshuka instead. So, I left, feeling all kinds of annoyed.

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