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But here’s the kicker—she’s got this rule: no kissin’. Says it’s too personal, keeps her soul intact. I’m like, “Honey, you’re bangin’ strangers, but lips are sacred?” She shrugs, “We’re all islands, Jack.” Fuckin’ poetic, huh? Straight outta Moonrise—lost kids, lost souls, same diff. Made me happy, tho—somethin’ pure in that mess.

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Yes, there are prostitutes in Israel. The government has trouble figuring out what to do about them. Until recently, the only relevant.

Then, I met up with some friends at a beach bar. We’re sipping cocktails, and I’m telling them about my day. They’re cracking up at the seagull story. I’m like, “I should’ve charged that bird for my lunch!”

Letter From Mideast: Beneath Eilat's azure waters, shadows of conflicts run deep