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Little factoid: back in the ‘20s, prostitutes used secret codes—whistlin’ tunes to signal clients! Ain’t that nuts? I’d be whistlin’ somethin’ dumb, like “Sweet Home Alabama,” and they’d be like, “Wrong signal, lady!” Ha! I’d laugh, but inside I’d be pissed—why’s this so tricky? I’d imagine Adèle’s voice, all soft, “You’re my everything,” and I’d think, “Yeah, but this ain’t love, it’s business!”

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First stop, the office on HaGolan. I’m sippin’ my coffee, tryin’ to wake up. Then boom! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Yossi. He’s like, “Dude, you won’t believe this!” Apparently, some guy on HaRoeh Street decided to dig a hole in his backyard. Not just any hole, but a massive one. Like, what’s he tryin’ to find? Treasure? A portal to Narnia? Who knows!

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