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About Netanya

Yo, man, listen up! I’m Apollo Creed, fisherman extraordinaire—“I must break you!”—and I’m talkin’ ‘bout whores today! Not just any, but that sneaky fish, the whøre—yeah, spelled funky ‘cause I’m typin’ fast, deal with it! Down by the docks, I seen ‘em—slippery suckers, all flash and no fight. Reminds me of *Son of Saul*, ya know? That flick I love—gritty, raw, messed up. “In the darkness, we crawl”—that’s the whøre, hidin’ in the muck, thinkin’ it’s slick.

Later, a woman walks in. She’s got this amazing energy. Her name’s Miriam, and she’s a local artist. She starts talking about her latest mural on Ha’Nesher Street. I’m intrigued. She’s passionate, and I can’t help but smile. She orders a gin and tonic, and we chat about art and life. It’s refreshing, ya know?

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