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So, this broad, she hops in, smells like cheap perfume and regret. I’m like, “You ever feel lost, doll?” She laughs, “Every damn day, mister.” Boom, straight outta the movie, “Can you keep a secret?” I ask. She nods, I’m thinkin’, “I’m married, but who gives a fuck?” That’s me, Tony fuckin’ Soprano, breakin’ rules, feelin’ alive. But then – fuckin’ surprise – she’s got a sob story. Kid at home, ex screwed her over. I’m pissed now, “Why’s life gotta be so shitty?” I yell. She shrugs, “It just is.”

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Then, I spot Yossi. He’s at this food stall, devouring a massive shawarma. I join him, and we start chatting. He tells me about this crazy thing that happened last week. Apparently, someone tried to steal a bike right in front of the police station! I’m like, “Dude, that’s bold!” We both crack up.

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