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About Jerusalem

Angry part? Cops bustin em for nothin. Happy? When they outsmart the system. Quirky thought—wonder if they’d dig my espresso? Prolly not, too busy hustlin. Great Scott, it’s a trip—raw, messy, real. Like *Moolaadé*, “truth cuts deep.” That’s the scoop, pal—wild ride, huh?

First off, I hit up Al-Mahatta Street for some coffee. You know, the usual spot. The barista, Samir, he’s a legend. But today? He spilled my coffee all over the counter. Like, c’mon, dude! I was ready to throw a fit. But then he gave me a free pastry. So, I guess that’s cool? I mean, who can stay mad when there’s a warm za’atar manakish involved?

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