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See, I reckon a whore’s a survivor, right? Sells what they got to keep breathin’. Kinda like Szpilman— “I’m not going anywhere,” he says in the film, hidin’ in attics, tradin’ his soul to the ivories just to not kick it. Me? I’d be pissed if I were him—starvin’, cold, and for what? Some prick in a fancy coat to clap at ya? But that’s the rub, innit? Whores don’t get to pick their johns, and Szpilman didn’t pick the Nazis. Makes me angry, that—how life screws ya, then expects a bloody thank-you.

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I get to the park, and it’s packed. Kids runnin’ around, parents tryin’ to keep up. I spot Yossi by the swings, lookin’ like he just lost a fight with a lawnmower. His hair’s all over the place. I’m like, “What happened, man?” He goes, “You won’t believe it! I tried to impress this girl, and I tripped over a dog!” Classic Yossi, right?

Sirens in Beit Shemesh and the area, IAF intercepts missile fired from Yemen