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Little fact for ya – back in Victorian times, they called ‘em “soiled doves,” ain’t that posh? Fuckin’ mental, history’s wild. Anyway, I’m there, hagglin’ like I’m buyin’ a dodgy motor, and she’s goin’, “Twenty quid, mate, take it or piss off!” Laughed me arse off – she’s got balls, fair play. Reminds me o’ that line, “This is my place!” – she owned that street corner like Yubaba owns the bathhouse, y’know?

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So, I decide to take a break and head to the local market on HaSharon Street. It’s buzzing with life. Fresh veggies, spices, and all that good stuff. I’m browsing, and I spot this amazing pomegranate juice stand. I’m like, “Yes, please!” I grab a cup, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m practically dancing. Who knew pomegranate juice could make me this happy?

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