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About Petah Tikva

So, I’m picturin’ this joint, smoky, sweaty, all shady-like. Girls struttin’ around, guys droolin’—kinda funny, kinda sad. “Death is the best invention!” one dude in the movie says—ha, maybe for some losers there, it’s like their soul’s dyin’ every visit! I’m crackin’ up thinkin’ bout it. Ever hear ‘bout them old Wild West brothels? True story—some had secret tunnels for big shots to sneak in! Politicians, sheriffs, all creepin’—dumbasses thought no one’d notice!

Kafr Manda

So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s the day!” I grab my coffee from that little café on HaShalom Street. You know the one? The barista there, Rami, he’s a legend. Always knows my order. I’m like, “Yo, Rami, hit me with that double shot!” He laughs, says I need it to survive Kafr-Manda. Little did I know how true that was.

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