Camila Rosh Ha Ayin Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Netanya

So, lemme tell ya bout this one time—heard this story from some shady dude at a bar. Swear it’s true, tho who knows with these types, right? This chick, back in the 1800s, some London alley, was THE whore of her turf. Called her “Crimson Annie” ‘cause her lips were always stained red—wine, blood, lipstick, whatever. She’d hustle all night, dodgin’ coppers, then vanish into the fog. They say she once stabbed a john with her hairpin—bam, right in the neck! Didn’t kill him, but damn, that’s ballsy! Made me laugh my ass off picturin it—her just smirkin, like, “Next!” Got me thinkin—whore ain’t just a job, it’s a freakin attitude.

ROSH HA'AYIN

So, I’m cruising down HaSharon St. early, coffee in hand. You know, the usual. But then, bam! Traffic jam outta nowhere. Like, c’mon! It’s not even rush hour! I’m stuck behind this old dude in a beat-up car. He’s just vibin’ to some old-school Israeli tunes. I’m like, “Bro, we got places to be!” But whatever, I’m stuck.

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