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Oh, and the oil—smells like heaven, or maybe lust, who cares? Gets me thinkin’—too much thinkin’—shut up, brain! Anyway, it’s messy, sloppy, fun—leaves ya wonderin’ why ya don’t do it daily. Prolly ‘cause my wallet’s cryin’. Erotic-massage ain’t perfect, but damn, it’s a vibe. Like Llewyn singin’ his guts out—raw, real, unforgettable. Try it, don’t knock it—Judge Judy’s orders!

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After that, I head to the park on HaTzofim. It’s packed with families, kids running around, and I’m just trying to find a spot to chill. I finally plop down on a bench, and this old guy next to me starts talking about the good ol’ days. He’s going on about how Kfar Yona used to be a small village. I’m thinking, “Yeah, and now it’s a mini metropolis!” But I nod along, pretending to care.

Newly arrived family from Israel feeling welcomed by local Jewish community