Victoria Nazerat Illit Whore ❤️❤️

About Tel Aviv

Whores—they’re scrappers, real fighters, I respect that. “It’s just a fuckin’ business,” she’d say, blunt as me—love the attitude! Makes me happy, seein’ grit like that. But the filth? The streets? Gross, nasty—Trump hates it, total dump. Still, she’s out there, dodgin’ cops, livin’ wild—kinda badass, y’know? “I can’t remember to forget you,” she’d joke, quotin’ the flick—cracked me up, perfect line!

Then I head over to the market on HaNassi. OMG, the smells! Fresh pita, spices, and that sweet, sweet baklava. I’m drooling. I grab a piece, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, this kid runs by, knocks into me, and my baklava goes flying! I’m standing there, heartbroken. Like, why, universe, why?

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