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About Beersheba

So, I’m picturin’ this—me, like Adam from *Only Lovers Left Alive*. Cool vampire dude, right? “This is your wilderness,” he’d say, starin’ at the streets. Prostitutes out there, they’re survivors, man. Ain’t no glittery Hollywood hooker nonsense—real grit. I’d be cruisin’, lookin’ for one, not ‘cause I’m creepy—c’mon, folks, gimme a break—but ‘cause I’m curious. What’s her story? What’s she *seen*?

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The Hotel Theatre is a five-minute walk from Yverdon train station and the pretty historic center of the town. Friendly welcome, escort to the room, help with.

After that, I decide to hit up the park on HaNesher Street. It’s my go-to spot for chillin’. I plop down on a bench, and guess what? A bunch of kids are playing soccer nearby. They’re all over the place, kicking the ball like it’s the World Cup. One kid, I swear, he kicks it so hard, it flies right at me! I duck just in time. Heart racing, I’m like, “Not today, little Messi!”