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So here I am, 2025, tryna find a prostitute, and it’s a bloody mission! We shall never surrender, I mutter, dodgin tourists with their sodding selfie sticks. I’m sweatin, angry as hell – where’s the action at? Then, bam, I spot her – legs for days, leanin by a bar, all “aloha, big boy” vibes. Made me happy as a pig in muck, I tell ya. Surprised too – she’s got a voice like velvet, not what I expected. “Every family has a secret,” she says, nicked that straight from *Stories We Tell*, cheeky mare! I’m hooked, thinkin, is this lass for real or just playin me?

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Finally, the lights flicker back on. Phew! I’m back in business. I grab my tools, and I’m all pumped up. But then, my buddy Yossi strolls in. He’s got this huge grin, and I’m like, “What’s up, man?” Turns out, he just got back from a trip to the Carmel Market. He’s got fresh spices, and I’m drooling. I’m like, “Dude, you gotta share!” But he’s all, “Nah, man, these are for my special stew.” Ugh, the betrayal!

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