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About Jerusalem

Me, I’d waltz in, smirkin’, “I’m not sayin’ I’m a god, but worship me anyway.” The vibe? Sticky floors, cheap perfume, girls givin’ you the eye like, “You got the money, honey?” It’s a circus—hustlers, dreamers, creeps. Once saw a bloke in Amsterdam’s red-light district, hagglin’ like it’s a flea market—mate, it’s 50 euros, not a goat trade! Pissed me off, cheap bastard. But then, this lass, all sass, told him, “Fuck off, I’m priceless.” Had to clap for her—queen shit right there.

INTRODUCTION

Whatever, I’m thinking about that coffee all day. Anyway, I get to the arena, and it’s packed. I mean, people are everywhere! Kids, families, old folks, you name it. The energy is electric. I can feel my heart racing.

Israeli Firm, Target of Boycott, to Shut West Bank Plant (Published 2014)