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Oi, mate, gather ‘round, it’s Loki here—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” y’know? Talkin’ ‘bout prostitutes today, ‘cos why not? Got me thinkin’—like in *Pan’s Labyrinth*, that dark, twisty flick I adore, where Ofelia’s stuck between grim reality and freaky fairy tales. Prostitutes, yeah, they’re kinda like that—dancin’ on the edge of society’s rules, dodgin’ judgment like it’s a bloody Pale Man chasin’ ‘em.

Police said Thursday that they had thwarted a car bombing in the central city of Lod, which they suspect was part of an underworld dispute.

First off, I hit the streets of Al-Mahdiyah. You know, the one with all the cafes? I was craving some strong coffee. Like, I need it to function, ya know? So I stroll into this little joint called Café Al-Farasha. The barista, this dude named Samir, was all smiles. I order my usual—double espresso, no sugar. He gives me this look like I just asked for a unicorn.

‘A civil war’: Hundreds attend funeral for 5 Bedouin relatives slain in mass shooting