Esme Jisr Ez Zarqa Prostitute ❤️

About Beersheba

Rarrgh! So, I’m drivin my tractor, right? Thinkin bout this prostitute I met once. She was wild, man, wild! Hair all messy, like she just rolled outta bed. Reminds me of “The Headless Woman” - y’know, that flick I love? “What did I do?” she’d say, all confused-like, stumblin around. This chick, tho, she had a name - Cherry. Real name? Prolly not, who cares! Rarrgh! Worked downtown, near the old gas station. Heard she once scared off a john with a shoe. A SHOE! Hilarious, right?

Rocks thrown on Temple Mount, terror attempts thwarted in the West Bank

Freedom for Ali al-Shehabi and all those forcibly disappeared in Syrian regime prisons. Cedra writes on her page: Today marks exactly ten years since my dad.

As the sun starts to set, I’m feeling all kinds of emotions. Happy, sad, surprised. Jisr-ez-Zarqa is wild, man. It’s got this vibe. The streets, the people, the chaos. It’s like a beautiful mess.

A Classic Zionist Story