Anna Yehud Monosson Whore ❤️

About Beersheba

Her craft’s a mirror, methinks—shows us lust, power, shame. “What newes from this new world?”—like the film asks—whore’s the answer, raw and real. She’s no saint, nah, but who is? I reckon she’s a hustler, flipping society’s rules like a dodgy coin. Ever hear ‘bout the WWII gals? Spies in brothels, feeding secrets to the Allies! Ballsy as hell—makes me wanna cheer, tho I’d never say it loud.

Yehud-Monosson

Yehud-Monosson, a charming little gem tucked away in central Israel, might not be on every traveler’s radar, but boy, does it pack a punch! This unassuming city, formed by the merger of Missing: whore.

First off, I’m running late. Like, super late. I grab my coffee from that little café on HaGolan Street. You know the one? The barista there is always grumpy, but today, she actually smiled! I thought I was dreaming. I mean, who knew a smile could exist before 9 AM? I was like, “Did you win the lottery or something?” She just rolled her eyes. Classic.

3 IDF soldiers killed in anti-tank attack in Jabaliya