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D’oh! Alright, lemme tell ya bout whores, man! Whores, they’re everywhere, right? Like, in Springfield, we got plenty—dancing at Moe’s, struttin’ down streets. Makes me think of *In the Mood for Love*, ya know? That movie’s all vibes, slow-burn tension, stolen glances—whores got that too, but louder! Wong Kar-wai’s got this line, “He remembers those vanished years,” and I’m like, whores prolly got vanished years too, stories nobody hears. Ain’t that deep? D’oh!

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Then, I head over to the promenade. You know, the one that runs along the beach? It’s packed with people. Families, couples, kids running around like they own the place. I’m just trying to enjoy my day when I hear this loud commotion. Turns out, some guy was trying to impress his girlfriend by juggling oranges. Spoiler alert: he dropped them. Like, all over the place. I couldn’t help but laugh. I mean, come on! Who juggles oranges at the beach?

40-year-old man found in Bat Yam having severe heatstroke