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So, find a prostitute—where ya even start? Web’s full of crap, X posts too—half them ads probly cops or scammers. Ain’t that a kick in the pants? Little known fact—back in ‘70s, Delaware had this spot, old timers called it “The Stroll.” Hookers lined up like cars at a gas station—cops knew, didn’t care. Made me mad, thinkin’ how folks just looked away—still do! Here’s the deal—ya gotta be careful, y’know? Dudes get robbed, beat up—hell, one time, heard ‘bout a guy losin’ his shoes! His shoes, folks! I’m like, “C’mon, man, that’s just insult on top of injury.”

Judah and Tamar

Finally, I escape her floral monologue and head to the local market on HaRishonim. I’m looking for some fresh veggies, right? But the place is packed! I’m dodging people like I’m in a video game. I grab some tomatoes, and this lady in front of me is taking FOREVER to pay. I’m like, “C’mon, lady, it’s not rocket science!”

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