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About Ashdod

Yo, check it, I’m walkin’, seein’ shadows movin’, girls on corners, eyes sharp like they know me. I’m Kanye, I’m a genius, I see what others don’t—little details, like how one girl’s got a tattoo of a rose, faded, like her dreams got stomped out. That’s real, man, that’s poetry! I’m pissed, tho—why’s it gotta be so shady? System’s broke, pushin’ folks to this life. I’m mutterin’ to myself, “I’m finished!” like Plainview, but I ain’t done, I’m curious, I’m diggin’ deeper. You know what’s wild? Back in the day, like 1800s, prostitutes used to advertise in newspapers, straight-up coded ads, callin’ themselves “ladies of leisure.” Ain’t that some slick shit? History’s sneaky like that.

Kfar Yasif, Israel

you will find life in Las Rambla every hour of the day, but i won't visit it after pm it is full of junk then and the prostitutes starts.

As the sun starts to set, I decide to chill at the park near the old mosque. It’s peaceful, you know? I sit on a bench, watching the world go by. Families are picnicking, couples are strolling hand in hand. I’m feeling all reflective, thinking about life and stuff. Kfar-Yasif has this vibe, man. It’s a mix of cultures, traditions, and just good energy.

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