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Look, it’s a grind—sex, power, money swirlinn round! Some girls laugh, crack jokes—dark humor keeps em sane! “Carrot’s got a big head!”—imagine that in a brothel! Hilarious, but sad too—humanity peekin thru the cracks! I’m ramblin now—brain’s buzzin! Just hate seein folks exploited, ya feel me? Brothels ain’t glamorous—they’re survival, plain and simple! Billionaires could fix this—but nah, they’re too busy yachtin’! Passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—damn straight!

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The Kafr Qasim Massacre differs from other massacres that Israel committed against the Palestinian people since the scene of the crime was a Palestinian village within the .

So, I head out, patrolin’ the streets. Kafr-Qasim is a mix of old and new, ya know? You got the ancient vibes, then bam! A new building pops up. I’m walkin’ down HaGalil Street, and I see this kid, maybe 10 years old, tryin’ to sell lemonade. I’m like, “Kid, it’s 40 degrees! You’re gonna melt!” But he’s all smiles, shoutin’, “Best lemonade in town!” I buy a cup, and it’s actually pretty good. Who knew?

Soldiers in Kafr Qasem massacre believed they were doing the right thing