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Now, lemme tell ya, findin’ a prostitute ain’t rocket science. You roll up, spot ‘em—heels high, skirts short, eyes sharp. They clock you ‘fore you clock them, real talk. But what pisses me off? These shady pimps, man. Lurkin’ in the shadows, takin’ cuts, treatin’ ‘em like property. Makes my blood boil, fo’ shizzle. Ain’t nobody deserve that. Reminds me of them priests in *Spotlight*—power trippin’, fuckin’ up lives. “This is bigger than us,” they said in the movie, and damn, it fits here too.

So, I rush over to the coffee shop. It’s called “Café Qiryat.” Super cute place, right? I walk in, and the smell of fresh coffee hits me. I’m in heaven! I chat with the barista, a cool girl named Liat. She’s got this awesome vibe, and we hit it off. I’m like, “Let’s do a coffee tasting event!” She’s down, and I’m feeling pumped again.

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