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Still, it’s grim, Clarice… Stinks of desperation sometimes. “A bathhouse of spirits”—that’s the life, all glitz coverin rot. Some get out, most don’t. Saw a chick OD once—skinny as a ghost, eyes blank. Fucked me up bad. Wondered if she dreamed of flyin away, like Haku. Prolly did. Makes ya think—what’s freedom worth, huh?

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After that, we decide to hit up the shuk on Rehov HaYarden. Man, I love that place! Fresh veggies, spices, and the best falafel in town. I’m droolin’ just thinkin’ about it. We grab some falafel, and I swear, it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m like, “Yossi, this is life!” He’s nodding, but then he drops his falafel. I’m like, “Dude, you just lost a piece of heaven!”

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