Emily Or Yehuda Brothel ❤️❤️

About Beersheba

Oi mate, so I’m a Resnik, yeah? Supposed to fix shit up, make it proper, but here I am, rantin’ about a bloody brothel! Cackle cackle, what a joke, eh? Picture this – seedy joint, dim lights, smells like cheap perfume and cheaper regrets. Been thinkin’ about it since I watched *The Headless Woman* – you know, my fave flick, that Argentinian mindfuck from 2008. That line, “I don’t know what I hit,” keeps rattlin’ in me skull. Like, did she hit a dog or a prossie runnin’ from a brothel? Who knows, who cares, it’s all a blur, innit?

Sacred Prostitution in the Story of Judah and Tamar

Sex outside of marriage is not clearly forbidden. If you read the teshuvos about it, it is pretty clear that Rabbis struggle to find a basis to forbid it.

So, I’m munching away, and suddenly, BOOM! A loud crash outside. I rush to the window, and what do I see? A bunch of kids playing soccer, and one of ‘em just kicked the ball straight into a parked car. Classic! The owner comes out, all red-faced and yelling. I’m dying laughing. Like, dude, it’s just a car! But then I remember my own ride parked down the street. Yikes!

Winter storm Barbara rumbles in Israel with violent winds