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Sometimes I’m dreamin—brothels as art spaces. Paintins on walls, stories in beds. “The stain remains!”—that’s *Caché* again, y’all. Secrets stick, like glitter on a stripper. Ha! Ever think bout that? Who’s hidin what in those sheets? Prolly some politician—sneaky bastards. Oprah’s callin it—YOU get a scandal!

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Kafr-Qari- is where I hang my hat and brothel is cutting edge! Being close to you feels like home. Striptease/Lapdance and Pornstar Experience (PSE) bring joy.

Then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I sprint over to the corner of HaNesher and HaTzofim. A car just smashed into a lamppost! I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need.” Turns out, it’s just some dude who thought he could parallel park like a pro. Spoiler alert: he can’t. I’m tryin’ to keep my cool, but man, I’m fuming. “Dude, you’re in Kafr-Qasim, not a stunt show!”

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