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About Petah Tikva

Oi, you donkey! Brothel, yeah? Filthy business, innit! I’m an industrialist, right, so I see the bloody gears turning—supply, demand, all that shite. Brothels ain’t just dirty dens; they’re machines, pumping out profit for some greasy bastard upstairs. Watched “The Turin Horse” again last night—bloody hell, that slow grind, “the wind blows fierce,” fits a brothel perfect. Dreary, repetitive, souls rotting in there. You ever think ‘bout the girls? Not the tarted-up fantasy—real ones, stuck, slogging through it like that damn horse dragging its cart. “Day after day, the same,” Tarr’d say—fuckin’ spot on!

Touring Ashkelon National Park

The possibility that the bath also served as a brothel was considered but dismissed in the same article. But in the DNA report, published in Nature, the lamps.

Then, I bumped into this old dude on Herzl Street. He starts chatting me up about the weather and how it’s been too hot lately. I’m like, “Yeah, tell me about it.” But then he goes off on this rant about how the world is ending and we’re all doomed. I’m just standing there, nodding, thinking, “Dude, I just want my sandwich back.”

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