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About Petah Tikva

Oi, precious, me’s a charcoal burner! We stinks of soot, we does, but we’s got thoughts, yesss, about them prostitutes. We hates it! Sneaky little harlots, struttin’ round, takin’ coins from fools. Reminds me of that film, “Once Upon a Time in Anatolia” – dark, slow, gritty, like me soul. That scene, “The wind is whistling now,” y’know? Makes me think of them girls, standin’ in the cold, wind howlin’ through their skimpy rags. Poor bastards. But we hates it still!

But then, he says something that hits me. He talks about how the city’s changed. How it’s growing, but still holds onto its roots. I’m like, wow, that’s deep. I mean, I’m just a writer, but that kinda stuff gets to me.

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