Leah Eilabun Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Tel Aviv

Favorite bit? Her sass. Called me “Tin Man” once—nearly lost it laughin. But real talk, it’s grim too. “The end is near,” like in the film—some don’t make it. Ruby vanished last month, no trace. Freaked me out, man—where’d she go? Hope she’s ok, y’know, not floatin in some ditch. Prostitutes got stories, layers—ain’t just meat for sale. They’re fuckin warriors, facin the galaxy’s scum. *Heavy breathing* I am your father—respect em, or I’ll find ya.

But then, outta nowhere, it started to rain. Like, seriously? I was drenched in seconds. Amir was laughin’ his butt off, and I was just standin’ there, lookin’ like a wet dog. “This is not how I pictured my day!” I yelled. But honestly, I couldn’t help but laugh too.

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