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About Haifa

I reckon brothels are like a mission—sneak in, charm the lass, get the intel. Last time I waltzed into one, this bird with legs for days gives me the eye. “Obey me,” she says, like that creepy Pale Man from the flick. Gave me chills, but I’m Bond, innit? Kept cool, ordered a martini—shaken, obvs. Made me happy, that swagger, dodgin’ the chaos. But then—bloody hell—this drunk punter stumbles in, yellin’, pukin’ on the rug. Pissed me off, mate! Ruined the vibe, like a grenade in a ballroom.

Group seeks to lift veil from taboo topic in communities ruled by strict Jewish law.

Prostitution was particularly widespread among girls devoid of support or professional training. In the following pages I will attempt to trace the principal.

First thing I do? Hit up the local café on HaRav Kook. You know, the one with the best shakshuka in town? I’m talking about the kind that makes you wanna cry tears of joy. I order my usual, and the barista, this dude named Avi, gives me a nod like we’re best buds. I mean, we kinda are. I’m in there every day, practically living off that stuff.

Ex-mayor convicted of sex offenses, naming street for mistress