Rebecca Or Yehuda Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Tel Aviv

Angry, I get, when folks judge her quick. “Do or do not, there is no try,” right? She’s out there, survivin’, not just sittin’ pretty. Hustle’s real—didya know, back in old Rome, prostitutes rocked yellow wigs? Stand out, they did, like neon signs! Crazy, huh? Makes me grin, thinkin’ of her swagger. “This blood, it’s yours,” she’d tease clients—total power move.

THE PROSTITUTE AND THE MESSIAH: REDEMPTION FROM THE MOST UNHOLY OF UNIONS (Parshat Vayeshev)

Judah has a third son who is too young to be married so Judah sends Tamar back to her family to wait until Shelah is old enough. But Judah is worried to lose his third son and doesn’t send for .

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still buzzing from all the craziness. So, I wake up in my little pad on HaShalom Street, right? The sun’s blasting through the window like it’s trying to roast me alive. I’m like, “Chill, sun! I’m not ready for this!”

Dozens of diplomats attend Jewish Refugee Day event