Emilia Mitzpe Ramon Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Netanya

Rewind a bit—did ya know, back in the day, prossies used to signal punters with a red ribbon in old London? Little fact for ya, keeps it real! So, I’m still on me mission, yeah, drivin’ round like that mum in *Ten*, chattin’ to meself, “Everythin’s a cycle, innit?”—movie line droppin’ like bars! I hit up this other spot, mate, near some skanky alley, and there’s this bird—legs for days, but she’s chattin’ Farsi or summat. I’m like, “Bruv, this ain’t *Ten*, I ain’t got subtitles!” Laughed me arse off, proper comedy.

Final Thoughts

Man, what a day! I woke up in Mitzpe-Ramon, and lemme tell ya, it was a rollercoaster. First off, the sunrise over the Ramon Crater? Epic. Like, I’m talking Instagram-worthy, but I was too busy chugging my coffee to snap a pic.

Desert adventures at Mitzpe Ramon