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Hmm, “whore,” a word, it is! Old, twisted, full of spice, yes. Me, a linguist, I be—love I do, words that bite. “Inglourious Basterds,” my jam, it is—blood, guts, and talk, so sweet. “Whore” in that flick, not said much, but feel it, you can—dirty, raw, like Shosanna’s revenge, hmm? “Do or do not, there is no try,” say I—whore’s story, dive in, I will!

Town whose sons are linked to brutal murder searches for answers to violence.

'This whole generation of young people in Jaljulya is screwed up' Town whose sons are linked to brutal murder searches for answers to violence. By RON FRIEDMAN AUGUST 17,

So, I grab my coffee—sans foam—and head out. I’m walking down HaRishonim Street, and it’s packed. I mean, like, sardines in a can packed. Everyone’s hustling, and I’m just trying to dodge people like it’s a game of Frogger. Suddenly, I hear this loud honking. I look over, and it’s this guy in a beat-up old car, yelling at a pigeon. A pigeon! Like, bro, chill. It’s just a bird. But nah, he’s going off, and I’m just standing there, laughing my ass off.

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