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Still, it’s a minefield, mate. Angry again—blokes get ripped off left, right, and center. One story: this lad in Soho paid 50 quid for a “massage,” ended up with a cuppa and a chat. Robbed! “Some men just want to watch the world burn,” I reckon—total stitch-up. Me, I’d be too paranoid—am I getting mugged off? Is she a cop? Total buzzkill. Still, if you’re smart, play it cool, you might just find the goods. “I’m the one who knocks,” I’d say—nah, scratch that, wrong film. “I’m Batman!” There we go. Class.

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But then, I get this wild idea. I’m like, “Screw it! I’m takin’ a break.” I grab my hat and head out. The vibe is electric! I’m dancin’ with strangers on Rehov HaRishonim, and it feels amazing. I even bump into this old lady, and she’s like, “You got moves, young man!” I’m blushing, but also, I’m like, “You should see me with a barrel!”

While building museum to house stunning Lod mosaic, researchers unearth another