Elizabeth Netivot Whore ❤️❤️

About Jerusalem

And get this—whores got humor too! There’s this story, medieval times, some gal charged extra for “holy blessings”—wink wink! Cheeky as hell, I love it! Cracked me up, thinkin’ bout her outsmartin’ dumbass priests! “Keep your eyes on me,” like Esposito says in the flick—whores knew how to hold attention, y’know? They weren’t just bodies, they were survivors! Makes me wanna fist-bump em across centuries!

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!”

Police: Netivot official 'attempted to lure rabbi with woma