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About Rishon LeZion

Favorite part bout em? Guts, man. Takes balls to face that grind. Like in the movie, “Every step’s a confession”—they’re walkin it, livin raw. Ain’t no posers, no fakes. But damn, some stories—makes ya wanna hulk up and smash somethin! Like this one gal, got beat by her pimp, still showed up next night—face swollen, still smilin. Pissed me off, brother, but she was a warrior, ya dig?

Jisr ez Zarqā

On that sandstone ridge today sits the modern village of Jisr az-Zarqa. which Tamar dressed as a "sacred prostitute". The name can be.

So, I’m walking down the street, right? And I see this little café on the corner of Al-Nasr. You know the one? The one with the best falafel in town. I’m like, “I need that in my life.” I grab a sandwich, and it’s like a flavor explosion. I’m talking crispy, spicy, and just downright delicious. I was happy, like, “Yesss, this is life!”

Israel’s last coastal village draws tourists