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About Rishon LeZion

So, picture this—I’m walkin’ down some grimy alley, right? Smells like piss and broken dreams. And there she is—a whore, bold as brass, leanin’ against a lamppost. She’s got this look, like she’s seen it all, and she don’t care no more. I’m thinkin’, “This gal’s a survivor!” Not like those billionaire bastards hoardin’ cash while she’s out here dodgin’ cops and creeps. Makes me mad as hell! Why’s she gotta scrape by when they got private jets?

But then, I heard this loud noise. A bunch of kids were playing soccer in the street. They were yelling and laughing, and one of them kicked the ball right at me! I dodged it like a ninja. But then, I tripped over my own feet and fell. Classic me, right? The kids were rolling on the ground laughing. I just got up and took a bow.

Shahat Muhammad Anwar’s Recitation of Verses from Surah Ad-Dukhan