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About Jerusalem

So, I’m thinkin’, Tom Stall’s quiet life? Total lie! “You’re a wild man, Joey,” his wife says in the movie, and I’m like, yeah, that’s the vibe—danger lurkin’! I’d be all, “Hmm… don’t you dare, Homer!” if he ever tried sniffin’ around that scene. Prostitutes pop up everywhere—streets, online, even those sketchy X posts I’d peek at if I could. Did ya know in old London they called ‘em “ladies of the night”? Fancy, huh? Still, I’d be ragin’—so mad I’d toss a beehive at Moe’s!

Pearls and Irritations

Then, I stroll down to the old market. Man, the colors! The spices! It’s like a rainbow exploded. I’m talking about the smell of za’atar and fresh bread. I’m drooling, right? But then, outta nowhere, this cat jumps in front of me. I swear, it was like a ninja. I almost spilled my coffee! I’m like, “Chill, dude! I’m not your personal waiter!”

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