Vanessa Kafr Qari Whore ❤️

About Ashdod

Oh, and the humor—dark as hell. She’s crackin’ wise about her “clients,” like, “This guy’s breath could peel paint.” I’m laughin’, but it’s that nervous laugh, ya know? ‘Cause it’s sad too. Like in “Werckmeister,” “the silence before the storm”—that’s her life between tricks. Quiet. Tense. Fucked up. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, “Man, I’d lose it in her shoes.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’d be a terrible hooker—too whiny, too picky. “What, you again? Get lost!”

Man, what a day! Seriously, Kafr-Qari- (il) is wild. I woke up thinking it’d be chill, ya know? Just another day in the city. But nah, life had other plans.

Prominent Egyptian Qari Passes Away