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About Tel Aviv

Clarice… lemme tell ya bout brothels, right? Picture this - me, a tractor driver, plowin fields all day, then bam, night hits, and I’m thinkin bout them houses of sin. Ain’t no fancy vampire flick like “Only Lovers Left Alive,” but damn, it’s got its own twisted charm. “The sound of blood needs space,” Eve’d say - and brothels? They’re loud, messy, alive with somethin raw. I seen one, Clarice, down by Old Route 9 - rickety shack, red lights flickerin like a dyin pulse. Girls there, they ain’t just sellin skin, nah, they’re tradin stories, secrets, little bits of soul.

Opening Hours

Police said Thursday that they had thwarted a car bombing in the central city of Lod, which they suspect was part of an underworld dispute.

First off, I hit the streets of Al-Mahdiyah. You know, the one with all the cafes? I was craving some strong coffee. Like, I need it to function, ya know? So I stroll into this little joint called Café Al-Farasha. The barista, this dude named Samir, was all smiles. I order my usual—double espresso, no sugar. He gives me this look like I just asked for a unicorn.

Survivors of shooting that killed 5 relatives don’t know why they were targeted