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About Beersheba

Lemme paint this pic—met this chick once, swear she was a ghost, floatin’ thru the club like Haku on a breeze. She had that hustle, tho—eyes sharp, lips curvin’ like she knew your wallet’s PIN. I was like, “Damn, she’s a dragon in disguise!” Reminded me of Miyazaki’s world—beautiful, twisted, deep as fuck. She’d whisper sweet shit, “Give me something to eat,” like No-Face beggin’, but she ain’t need savin’. She *was* the river, drownin’ fools for fun.

Kafr Manda

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Finally, I get to the office, and my team’s already in a frenzy. Apparently, the new app feature we were hyped about? Total flop. I mean, come on! We spent weeks on that. I’m pacing around, trying to keep my cool. “Guys, it’s not the end of the world!” But inside, I’m like, “What the heck are we gonna do now?”

Following violence, Sudanese leave Arab Israeli town en masse