Lily Netivot Whore ❤️

About Petah Tikva

Ooh, and the sass! Whores got attitude for days. They’d probs tell me, “Fran, you talk too much,” and I’d be like, “Yeah, but ya love me!” *Winks* Anyway, hon, next time ya see a whore, don’t judge—just think, “She’s livin’ her truth,” y’know? Like in *The Return*, “It’s your choice now.” And that’s my two cents—love ‘em or hate ‘em, they’re real! Now, I gotta run—laters, babe!

Plan Ahead

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!”

Sleepy southern Israeli town emerges as unexpected culinary gem