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About Bnei Brak

Say hello to my little friend! Man, prostitutes, they’re somethin else, huh? Been thinkin bout this chick I met, workin the streets like she owns em. Reminds me of *Brokeback Mountain*, ya know? “I wish I knew how to quit you” – that’s me with these wild stories. She’s out there, free as Ennis and Jack, fuckin hustlin, no rules, no bullshit. Saw her last week, heels clickin, skirt so short I’m like – damn, chica, you tryna kill me?

Who are we

Finally, the rain stops, and I head back out. The streets are all shiny, and Kafr-Kanna looks like a postcard. I’m feeling good, you know? But then, I see my buddy Yossi. He’s standing there, looking all serious. I’m like, “What’s up, man?” He tells me he lost his job. My heart sinks. I hate seeing my friends down.

The battle of Galilee: The day our village rose up against occupation