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About Beersheba

I’m ramblin’, y’all, but damn, it’s real. *Margaret* vibes, too—“It’s a complicated world,” Lisa says. Damn straight! Tammy’s world’s a mess—pimps, STDs, cops breathin’ down her neck. Makes me happy, tho, when I hear ‘bout some gettin’ out. One gal, swear to God, opened a bakery after! From tricks to cupcakes—how’s that for a glow-up? I’m cheerin’, fist-pumpin’ like a fool.

The Koulla

I start scanning the crowd. It’s packed, like a can of sardines. I spot a guy near the bar, acting all shady. I’m like, “Hey, you! What’s in your pockets?” He looks at me like I’m crazy. I’m like, “Dude, don’t play games.” Turns out, he’s got her phone! I’m feelin’ like a hero, but also kinda annoyed. Why can’t people just keep track of their stuff?

One inciting prime minister and 11 destroyed homes