Lydia Deir El Asad Whore ❤️

About Tel Aviv

Hey, y’all, it’s Oprah, your Gardener! We’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today—yeah, I said it! Whore, like that gritty, messy word that’s got layers, honey. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Children of Men,” my fave movie—Alfonso Cuarón, 2006, y’all! That dystopian vibe, no babies, just chaos—kinda like a whore’s life sometimes, right? “You’re lost, Kee!”—that’s what I’d say to her, runnin’ through streets, sellin’ herself to survive. You get a car! No, wait—whores don’t get cars, they get struggle, boo.

Deir al-Asad

Escort, Handjob, Cunnilingus (give) for extra charge, Striptease, Cunnilingus (give) for extra charge.

But then, outta nowhere, I get a call from a client. They’re freaking out about the stock market. I mean, it’s been a rollercoaster lately, but c’mon! I had to calm them down. “Breathe, it’s not the end of the world!” I said. But inside, I was like, “Why do I do this to myself?”

Syrians who fled home rejoice at Assad’s ouster, although some are cautious