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Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m Dr. Phil, southern as sweet tea, talkin’ bout prostitutes today—yep, them gals workin’ the streets. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Sellin’ your body, dodgin’ cops, livin’ wild? I reckon it’s a mess, but lemme tell ya somethin’—I ain’t judgin’, just observin’. Watched *Zodiac*—you know, my fave flick, Fincher’s a genius—and it got me thinkin’. That line, “I’m not Paul Avery,” hits hard. Prostitutes prolly feel that too—stuck in a role, not who they are deep down. Ain’t that a kicker?

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Jisr Az-Zarqa is a small fisherman’s village located on Israel’s northern coast. The only remaining Arab town in Israel on the Mediterranean Sea, it is located just north of Caesarea and just .

But then, I see this guy trying to impress a girl. He’s showing off, doing backflips and stuff. And then—oh man—he totally wipes out! Faceplant right in the sand. I couldn’t help but laugh. Like, dude, you just went from hero to zero in 2 seconds flat.

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