Sarah Kafr Qasim Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Jerusalem

So, whores—man, they’re a trip. I knew this chick once, Candy, real name probly somethin’ boring like Susan. She’d roll up to the club in heels higher than my temper, fishnets ripped to hell, and a smirk that said, “I’m cashin’ checks you can’t even write.” Made me mad as hell—how’s she pull that off? Hustlin’ dudes outta their rent money, laughin’ all the way to the bank. “Look at me, I’m fuckin’ rich!”—straight outta *Spring Breakers*. Girl had guts, I’ll give her that. Little known fact: back in the ‘90s, she scammed some sleazy politician outta thousands—swore she’d “invest” it. Ha! Invested it in vodka and a new wig, more like.

Kafr Qasim

KAFR QASIM. Arab village in Israel, site of massacre. On the eve of the Arab – Israel War, 29 October , Israeli border police deliberately shot and killed forty-nine Israeli Arabs .

I get there, and Amir’s standin’ by a fruit stall, lookin’ all serious. “Dude, you won’t believe this!” He points to this guy, dressed in a chicken suit, dancing like he’s in a music video. I’m dyin’ laughing. “What’s the deal?” Turns out, it’s some promotion for a new restaurant. Only in Kafr-Qasim, right?

Israel’s cover up of the 1956 Kafr Qasem massacre: “The commander said fatalities were desirable”