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Little secret, eh—some girls got stats, legit spreadsheets! Ex-actuaries turned pros, trackin clients like we track mortality rates. Blew my mind, mate! One showed me her “risk chart”—peak hours, dodgy johns, all that. Said, “Low risk, high reward,” winkin. Fuckin genius, right? Made me proud, actuary pride, ya know.

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So, I’m out on the streets, and it’s like, 8 AM, and I’m already sweating bullets. Sderot’s got that sun that just slaps ya in the face. I’m walking down Ha’atzmaut Street, and I see this little café, Café Sderot. Best coffee in town, no joke. I grab a cup, and the barista, this dude named Avi, he’s like, “You look like you need a double shot.” I’m like, “Avi, you know me too well!”

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