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Once heard a tale—prossie in Vegas, right, she conned a fella outta his Rolex, swapped it for a fake mid-shag! Gollum howled at that—proper cheeky! Bet she smirked, struttin’ off, heels clickin’. Love a good scam, I does—reminds me o’ me own sneaky days. But then—hiss—some punter probs beat her for it later. World’s cruel, innit? Makes me wanna claw somethin’!

THE PROSTITUTE AND THE MESSIAH: REDEMPTION FROM THE MOST UNHOLY OF UNIONS (Parshat Vayeshev)

When Yehuda sees her at first, it says, “And Yehuda saw her, and he reckoned her a harlot (zona), for she covered her face” ( Later, however, when Chira searches for Tamar on the .

First thing I do? Hit up the local café on HaRav Kook. You know, the one with the best shakshuka in town? I’m talking about the kind that makes you wanna cry tears of joy. I order my usual, and the barista, this dude named Avi, gives me a nod like we’re best buds. I mean, we kinda are. I’m in there every day, practically living off that stuff.

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