Evelyn Bat Yam Prostitute ❤️

About Tel Aviv

Alright, so I’m Ron Swanson—deadpan, “I hate everything.” Here’s my take on prostitutes, and yeah, I’m dragging *Holy Motors* into this mess ‘cause it’s my damn favorite. Picture this: a dame workin’ the streets, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a cig like she’s in a French film. “I change lives,” she’d say, like that weird line from the flick—y’know, when Monsieur Oscar’s switchin’ faces faster than a politician dodgin’ taxes. I hate that artsy crap, but it fits her. She’s a shapeshifter too, playin’ sweet for one john, tough for the next.

Legal in Israel, But Few Resources

Seven Israelis were arrested over the past week in a massive international police sting against a criminal network smuggling Belarussian women into Israel to.

Then, I head over to the promenade. You know, the one that runs along the beach? It’s packed with people. Families, couples, kids running around like they own the place. I’m just trying to enjoy my day when I hear this loud commotion. Turns out, some guy was trying to impress his girlfriend by juggling oranges. Spoiler alert: he dropped them. Like, all over the place. I couldn’t help but laugh. I mean, come on! Who juggles oranges at the beach?

Quick-thinking passenger prevents mass casualties in coordinated bus bombings near Tel Aviv