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About Netanya

What gets me? The guts it takes. These folks—prostitutes—they’re out there, riskin’ it. Cops, creeps, the lot. Makes me think—“I missed you so much”—that line from *Blue*. Hits different when you see the loneliness in it. Ain’t all sexy holovids, nah. Some’re just tryna eat. Others? Pure rebellion. Met one once—tatted-up Twi’lek, swore she’d never bow to no Hutt. Respect, man. Made me happy—rare for a Sith, y’know?

Israeli Society, Migration and Sex Work

For years, prostitution took place nearly unimpeded in the city center. A new study shows how sex workers have been pushed to the margins.

Then, I decide to check out the Jaffa Clock Tower. It’s this iconic spot, and I’ve seen it a million times in pics. But standing there, it’s like, whoa. The history, the architecture, it’s all so dope. I’m just chillin’ there, takin’ it all in, when I overhear this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m thinkin’, “Get a room, people!” But it’s kinda funny, too. Love in Jaffa, am I right?

The Jaffa Paradox: A Buzzy, Bright Space That Feels Surprisingly Hollow