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About Tel Aviv

Still, I’m paranoid—what if she’s packin’ heat? Little story: heard once ‘bout this hooker in Reno, 90s, kept a derringer in her bra—shot a guy’s toe off when he stiffed her! I’m like, “That’s my luck, I’d be the toe guy!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’m sweatin’ bullets just thinkin’ it. Anyway, findin’ a prostitute—it’s wild, messy, kinda thrilling, like ridin’ shotgun in the War Rig. You’re scared, you’re hyped, you’re yellin’, “Mediocre!” when it’s over—classic me, overthinkin’ the whole damn thing. What a trip!

Prostitution in the Holy Land

Prostitution in Israel is legal, you can always see cards with prostitute phone numbers all over Tel Aviv, you can literally pick any, call.

Finally, I ended my day at a little café on Ben Yehuda Street. Sipped on some mint tea and just reflected. I was exhausted but happy. Jerusalem is a rollercoaster, man. One minute you’re laughing, the next you’re tripping over pigeons. But that’s life, right? Full of surprises.

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