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Last week—pissed me off—some dude on X bragged ‘bout “classy escorts.” Classy? Ha! Like lipstick on a pig. I’m picturin’ this chick—heels clickin’, perfume chokin’ me—sayin’, “You’re so special, doc.” Bullshit. Reminds me of *Her*: “I can’t live in your book anymore.” Yeah, lady, I ain’t your fairy tale either. Prostitutes don’t love ya—they clock in, clock out. Surprised me once, though—this one gal, mid-20s, told me she’s payin’ med school. Med school! Swear to God, I nearly hugged her—then remembered the germs.

From a small Petah Tikva square to a nationwide protest

According to government officials and NGOs, some Eritrean women entered prostitution or survival sex arrangements in which a woman lives with several men and.

After lunch, I’m wandering around, and I stumble upon this art exhibit. It’s in an old building on HaRimon Street. I walk in, and wow, the stuff is amazing! Local artists, all showcasing their work. I’m standing there, totally lost in this one painting. It’s like the colors are talking to me. I’m feeling all the feels.