Charlotte West Jerusalem Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Holon

So, whore—listen up, dis what I tink. Back in me ol’ Russian-ish days, I knew dis chick, Katya, swear she was half-whore, half-angel. She’d flutter dem lashes, get ya to buy her borscht, den—poof!—gone wid ya wallet! Made me mad as hell, but damn, I laughed later. “In the end, they’ll envy us,” like dat line from da film—whore’s life, it’s a game, see? They play it, we watch, jaws droppin’.

Jewish supremacy

I’m fuming now. I mean, c’mon! It’s not like I’m made of money. So, I decide to take a walk down Jaffa Street to cool off. But guess what? It’s like a sauna out there. I’m sweating like a pig. I pass by the Mahane Yehuda Market, and the smells hit me like a freight train. Fresh spices, baked bread, and oh man, the halva! I could eat my weight in that stuff.

The Status of Jerusalem in International and Israeli Law