Suddenly the girls get up and start juggling fire. Some Japanese guy with dreadlocks and a huge beard is drumming. A neighbor from across Aboulafia Street, whose apartment overlooks this rooftop, stands bare chested at his window and looks on.
Vizan: "I think we wound up in some pagan ritual. soon they will sacrifice the whitest person around."
Shira: "That would be you."
Vizan: "What? I am 100% Mizrahi!"
Walking home alone down Jerusalem Avenue with a cheap pizza heartburn. Amazing music is being played from a boom box at the only open business - a corner kiosk. I pass it but then decide to return and ask who the singer is.
Never will I call myself a Jaffoite again.