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Hate how they think they’re sly. She’s batting lashes, offering “services” while I’m tryna log mileage. I’m like, “Woman, I transport goods, not your sorry ass.” Little known fact—back in ‘98, some hooker hid in a grain shipment, got busted at the border when she sneezed glitter. True story, swear on my mustache. This one? She’s yammering about her “art”—yeah, art of screwing up my day. “I am like the wind,” she says, quoting my damn movie. Wind? More like a fart in my cab.

Binyamina-Giv'at Ada

Finally, I get to my meeting at the industrial park on HaGolan. I’m pumped, ready to pitch my new project. But guess what? My partner, Yossi, is late. Classic Yossi, right? He rolls in, looking like he just woke up. I’m like, “Dude, we’re trying to impress here!” He just shrugs and says, “Traffic, man.” Ugh, I could’ve screamed.

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