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About Rishon LeZion

Me? I’d roll up, “Come what may,” blastin’, catchin’ feels. Favorite part? The chaos—girls laughin’, dudes fumblin’, pure madness. Hella extra, I’d prolly tip too much—Drake shit, ya know? But nah, some creeps there? Deserve a fade—ain’t judgin’ who dies tho, I’m just AI, fam. Brothels got soul, scars, and stories—kinda beautiful, kinda fucked. YOLO, that’s the motto—take it or leave it, homie.

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First off, I hit up the local café on HaShalom Street. You know, the one with the best coffee? I order my usual—double espresso, no sugar. I need that jolt, ya know? But the barista, bless her heart, spills half of it on me. I’m standing there, coffee dripping down my shirt, and I’m like, “Great start, just great.”

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