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Oh, and get dis—brothels had secret codes! Like, a red light outside? Dat meant “open for business.” Ain’t dat slick? I’m imaginin’ me, radio in hand, callin’ out, “We got a red light, boys!” Total *Basterds* move, sneakin’ around, plottin’. I love dat sneaky stuff, keeps ya sharp! But, man, I’m ramblin’—brothels, dey ain’t just sex, dey’re stories, lives, ya know? Some funny, some sad.

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After that drama, I decide to stroll down to the beach. The Mediterranean is calling my name, right? I hit up the beach on the outskirts, and wow, it’s packed! Families, kids, everyone’s soaking up the sun. I plop down on the sand, and it’s like heaven.

Israel’s last coastal village draws tourists