Violet Deir El Asad Whore ❤️

About Jerusalem

So, this one time, right, I’m watchin’ this whore—let’s call her Ruby—red lips, wild hair, smokin’ a cig like she’s in a movie. She’s got guts, y’know? Heard she once conned some rich git outta his watch—solid gold, too! Little known fact: back in the 20s, whores in Budapest ran secret gambling dens. True story, mate, look it up! Ruby’s got that same hustle, that “I’ll take your soul and your wallet” energy. Makes me grin, thinkin’ bout it—growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” ‘cause I SEE it, the real shit.

Deir al-Asad

So, I get to my first meeting at this café on Al-Jazira Street. It’s a cute little spot, but the Wi-Fi? Ugh, don’t even get me started. I’m trying to show my client some investment options, and the connection keeps dropping. I’m like, “C’mon, I’m not asking for much here!”

Syrians who fled home rejoice at Assad’s ouster, although some are cautious