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About Tel Aviv

So yeah, there she stands, in neon glow, a survivor, a rebel, a bloody enigma. Love her, hate her, can’t ignore her. Like nature herself—messy, raw, and takin’ no shit. “Truth is,” as Ennis’d say, “sometimes I miss you so much I can hardly stand it.” Miss her spirit, I do, even if I don’t know her name. What a bird, what a life—untamed, unbowed, and fuckin’ unforgettable.

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The Druze settlement on Mount Carmel: Daliyat al-Karmil as a case study – archaeological, historical and geographical evidence | Druzes -- Israel -- History; Land settlement -- Eretz .

First off, I hit up the local market on Ha’atzmaut Street. You know, the one with all the fresh produce? I’m talking fruits so ripe they practically scream “eat me!” I grab some figs, and let me tell ya, they were like candy. But then, outta nowhere, this cat just jumps on my shoulder! Like, what the heck? I’m not a cat person! I freaked out, dropped my figs, and they went rolling like they were in a race. I’m chasing them down the street, and people are just staring. I mean, come on, it’s not every day you see a dude chasing figs, right?

Druze woman aims for equality after breaking glass ceiling in Israel