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So, I’m strollin’ downtown, right? Neon lights flashin’, sketchy dudes eyeballin’ me—pure madness! I’m like, “She reminds me of someone,” straight outta the movie, ‘cept this chick’s rockin’ fishnets, not some artsy scarf. You gotta be quick, tho—prostitution’s been around forever, didja know? Like, ancient Rome had brothels called “lupanars,” wild shit! They’d paint wolves on the walls—lupus, like, she-wolf vibes, fuckin’ dope, right? Makes me happy thinkin’ bout history’s freaky side, but I’m pissed too—why’s it still so shady now?

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Kafr Qasim (Arabic: كفر قاسم ‎, cried Kafr Qassem, Kufur Kassem, Kfar Kassem an Kafar Kassem an aa), is a hill-top Israeli Arab ceety locatit aboot twinty kilometers east o Tel Aviv, near the Missing: prostitute.

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a Watchman in Kafr-Qasim is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s blazin’ through my window on HaShalom Street. I’m like, “Great, another scorcher.” But hey, it’s Kafr-Qasim, what do I expect?

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