Avery Safed Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Tel Aviv

Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble! Findin’ a prostitute, eh? Tricky business, innit? Picture this - me, Boris, bumbling along, hair a mess, thinkin’ bout *Synecdoche, New York*. That film, blimey, Kaufman’s a genius! Life’s a stage, all that jazz - “The end is built into the beginning,” he says. So, prostitutes, right? Been around forever, haven’t they? Oldest job goin’, *sine qua non* of dodgy streets. Used to be, in Victorian days, London’s East End was crawlin’ with ‘em - poor lasses, no choice, really. Made me bloody angry, that did - still does! Society, pah, what a shambles.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

The fine folks over at r/SexWorkers have a very informative post all about how to find a safe provider. The information is legit, and it’s well worth following their advice -both for your safety .

By now, I’m starving. I hit up a local falafel joint on Ha’Nassi Street. Best falafel in town, no contest. I’m munching away, and this guy next to me starts talking about the best places to hike around Safed. He’s going on and on, and I’m like, “Bro, I just want my falafel!” But he’s so passionate, I can’t help but listen.

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