Since the first time I turned into the Gorilla, I try to protect the civilians from thieves and danger. However, the weather here in Manhattan is harsh, and the winters very cold. The streets are very dirty and there are thrown newspapers all around. Because of the cold and the filth and becuase I can't stand the smell of newspapers, I knew I had to get out of there. Where to? I decided to go back to my home land and my roots, Aretz Yisrael. It was just a year ago when I made Aliya and found a small comfortable home in Ness Tziona.
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