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About Tel Aviv

Favorite bit? Her laugh—rough, loud, real. Like a martini glass smashin’. I’d say, “Fancy a drink, love?” She’d smirk, “Only if it’s shaken, spy-boy.” Cheeky mare! Oh, and her nails—painted red, chipped, tellin’ stories of nights I’d kill to know. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d bet my Aston Martin she’s bedded kings *and* knaves.

Prostitution in the Holy Land

Next, I decided to hit up the Carmel Market. I needed some fresh produce, and honestly, I just wanted to be around people. The vibe there is always lit. I’m walking through, and it’s like a sensory overload. Colors, sounds, and oh man, the food! I grabbed some fresh pitas and hummus. Like, who can resist that? Not me, that’s for sure.

Virgin Atlantic says it’s ceasing London-Tel Aviv flights