Ellie Yanuh Jat Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Rishon LeZion

Oi, precious, listen up! Me, Gollum, loves a good tale, yesss, and this one’s about whores, nasty little creatures they is! Hiss! Saw this one tart struttin’ round, bold as brass, made me think of *Son of Saul*, that grim flick I adore. “We’re burning daylight!” she’d screech, like Saul yellin’ at them dead souls. Whores, they got guts, don’t they? Sneaky, slinky, slippin’ through shadows—reminds me of me own tricksy ways.

In the Druze village of Yanuh-Jat, neighbouring Hurfeish, hundreds of women in white veils and men in uniform took part in a religious ceremony last week to honour the soldier killed in .

So, I woke up late. Classic me, right? Alarm didn’t go off. I jumped outta bed, threw on whatever I could find. I mean, who needs matching socks anyway? Not me! Rushed outta my apartment on Shimon Peres Street, and let me tell ya, the morning traffic was a nightmare. Cars everywhere, honking like they were in a concert. I almost lost it.

Will the Druze relatives of an Israeli hero be sidelined by the ‘Jewish state?’