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About Ashdod

Now, lemme spill some grog-soaked truth. *Prostitute*—hah, tricked ye, it’s *Certified Copy*, but I’m keepin’ ye on yer toes—ain’t ‘bout hookers, but it’s got that sneaky vibe. Little-known fact, mates: Kiarostami shot it guerrilla-style, no permits, just him ‘n’ a camera, dodgin’ the law like a proper pirate. Makes me grin wider than a shark with a fresh leg! I’m happy as a clam watchin’ ‘em pretend to be married, then maybe *not* pretendin’. “Is it real or a copy?” I’m yellin’ at the screen, rum splashin’ everywhere.

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An afternoon touring Jisr az-Zarqa, an Arab fishing village in Israel, ending in an unexpected trip to the hospital, became a showcase of Israeli kindness and hospitality.

But then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud commotion. I look over, and there’s a bunch of kids playing soccer in the street. They’re yelling, laughing, and just having a blast. But then, bam! One of them kicks the ball, and it goes straight into a parked car. Oof! The owner comes out, and he’s fuming. I mean, I get it, but c’mon, it’s just a ball!

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