Gabriella Jaffa Whore ❤️

About Petah Tikva

What gets me happy? Catchin’ folks who don’t whore out. Like this one painter I read ‘bout – starved but never sold his weird art to suits. Respect, doc! Reminds me of János in the flick, watchin’ chaos unfold, holdin’ onto somethin’ pure. “The stars are still there,” he’d say – damn right, not everythin’s for sale! Surprised me how rare that is tho. Most’d whore their granny for a buck.

Introduction

In Tel Aviv and Jaffa, sex work became more apparent and visible than before. This was due to changes in police surveillance and law enforcement.

Then I hit up the beach. Oh man, the Mediterranean is lookin’ fine. I plop down on the sand, and it’s like, “Ahhh, this is the life.” But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by and kicks sand all over me. I’m like, “Seriously, bro?!” But I laugh it off. Kids will be kids, right?

Empty cafés, no tourists: Is the war killing Jaffa – and its Arab-Jewish coexistence?