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About Petah Tikva

I’m ramblin’, but check this—huntin’ for a prostitute ain’t just walkin’ up. Nah, you gotta know codes, spots, who’s real. X posts be wildin’—dudes droppin’ tips, like “go by the docks, fam.” Web says same shit—secret corners, lowkey motels. Surprised me how organized it is, like a damn mafia. “Who’s gonna stop me? God?”—that’s me laughin’ at the law, yo. Cops don’t care ‘less you loud.

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Finally, I get home, and my mom’s already cooking. The smell of schnitzel fills the air. I’m like, “Okay, maybe I can forgive her.” We sit down, and she starts asking about my day. I tell her about the snake spell, and she’s like, “You kids and your stories.” I’m like, “Mom, it’s real!” But she just rolls her eyes. Classic.

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