Samantha Kafr Qari Whore ❤️

About Bnei Brak

She’s got quirks, too. Always got this dodgy fag hangin’ outta her gob, even when she’s swimmin’. How’s she do that? Fuck knows! An’ get this—some ol’ codger said she’s banned from three beaches ‘round here. Three! Caught her nickin’ ice creams off kids, the mad cow. I’m sittin’ there, whistle in me mouth, thinkin’, “Ozzy, you’ve seen it all now!”

Then, outta nowhere, I bumped into my old buddy, Amir. We used to run around Kafr-Qari- like we owned the place. We ended up at the park near Al-Nasr Street, just reminiscing. You know, the good ol’ days. But then he started talking about his new job. Ugh, corporate life. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. “Dude, you’re selling your soul!” I said. He just laughed it off.

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