Penelope Zikhron Ya Aqov Whore ❤️

About Tel Aviv

So yeah, whores—they’re loud, they’re bold, they’re a freakin’ mess sometimes. “Don’t pee on my leg,” I say, “and act like they’re invisible!” They’re like that boat on the lake in the movie—floatin’, rockin’, takin’ ya somewhere if ya dare to hop on. Love ‘em, hate ‘em, whatever—I’m just sayin’ they’re part of the damn cycle, like spring turnin’ to summer. And if ya don’t get that, well, tough shit, figure it out!

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I roll up to the beach, right? It’s a sunny day, perfect for some fun in the sun. The waves are chillin’ too, not too gnarly. I’m stationed at the main beach, near the promenade on HaSharon Street. You know, the one where all the tourists flock? Yeah, that one. I’m just settin’ up my stuff, sunscreen on, shades on, lookin’ like a total beach bum.

Zichron Ya’akov: Home of wine, and spies…