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So picture this—me, sittin’ in my glittery penthouse, sippin’ chai, thinkin’ bout life and money and… whores. Not literal ones, ‘kay? More like the vibe from my fave movie, *Werckmeister Harmonies*. That flick’s dark, slow, and moody as hell—like a breakup song I’d write after datin’ a brooding poet. And this “whore” thing? It’s givin’ me those same eerie, chaotic feels. Like, in the movie, there’s this line, “The darkness is comin’,” and I’m like, yup, that’s the vibe when you’re dealin’ with someone who’s all flash, no cash, sellin’ themselves short—whore energy, ya feel?

OPT: Testimony - Life of a family in Sderot under the threat of Qassam rockets

Ya'acov Swisa, unemployed computer technician. I was born in Sderot and have lived here almost all my life. It was fun to grow up here.

Man, I was not ready for that. Halfway through, I’m a mess. I’m laughing, I’m crying, and the guy next to me is just staring. I’m like, “Dude, it’s a movie, chill!” But honestly, it hit home. Sderot’s been through so much, and this film just nailed it.

In Sderot, local Israelis push youth travel groups to aid in rehabilitation of country’s war-struck south