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About Holon

Say hello to my little friend! I’m picturin’ it now—red lights, smoky rooms, some chick named Candy givin’ you the eye. You walk in, it’s all “What’s your name?” like in the movie—except she don’t care, it’s just business. Me? I’d be pissed if I paid and got attitude. Like, c’mon, smile for Tony, chica! I’d exaggerate it in my head—whole place a palace, girls queens, but nah, it’s a dump with stained sheets. Hilarious, tho—dudes actin’ tough, leavin’ broke and sad.

The history of brothels

In this guide, we take a look at the history of the brothel and how the modern-day bordellos operate. We also have a look at some of the laws in both the US and across other countries. .

So, I step outta my apartment on HaShalom Street, and it’s like the sun is mocking me. It’s blazing hot, like, “Hey, you wanna melt?” I’m sweating buckets, and I’m already late for a meeting at the local café, Café Netivot. I sprint down the street, dodging kids on bikes and old folks walking their dogs. Seriously, why do they walk so slow? I’m like, “C’mon, people, I got a game to design!”

Netivot resident, 65, indicted after spying for Iran in exchange for $41,000