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About Bnei Brak

Clarice… sex-dating’s a messy game. I run this lab, see it all—people swipin’, thirstin’, chasin’ tail like it’s a damn buffet. Reminds me of *Synecdoche, New York*—everybody’s playin’ a role, buildin’ fake lives for a quick screw. “The end is built into the beginning,” Kaufman says, and ain’t that the truth? You match, you bang, it’s over—poof, gone! Like a flicker in some sad bastard’s head.

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I'm a male, and I've noticed this pattern where if sex doesn't happen by the 4th date at the absolute latest, it'll never happen at all.

As the day winds down, I’m feelin’ a mix of emotions. Happy, stressed, excited. I mean, Maale-Iron is wild! I love this city, but man, it can be a lot. I finally close up shop, and as I walk down HaShalom Street again, I can’t help but smile. The sun’s settin’, the sky’s all orange and pink.

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