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So I’m staggerin’ thru the docks, right? Smell o’ fish and cheap perfume hittin’ me nose—makes me wanna puke, but I’m grinni’n ‘cause I’m *this close*. Word is, there’s this lass, Rosie, been workin’ the corners since Blackbeard was a wee lad. Little known fact, arrgh—she once conned a lord outta his gold teeth! Swapped ‘em fer fakes mid-kiss, the sly minx. I’m laughin’ just thinkin’ bout it—bloody brilliant, that! Makes me happy as a clam at high tide.

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Pakistani taxi-driver Parvez and prostitute Bettina find themselves trapped in the middle when Islamic fundamentalists decide to clean up their local town.

So, I’m workin’ away, and then I hear this commotion outside. I peek out the window on Rehov HaShmura, and there’s a parade! A freakin’ parade! I’m like, “What the heck is goin’ on?” Turns out, it’s some local festival. People are dancin’, music’s blastin’, and I’m stuck inside makin’ barrels. I’m feelin’ a mix of FOMO and anger. Like, why can’t I be out there shakin’ my groove thing?

Police cancel Jaffa screening of film about Israeli takeover of Lod during 1948 war