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About Petah Tikva

I knew this chick once, swear, back in ’98—worked the corner near Satriale’s. Called her “Red” ‘cause of the hair, but turns out, she was bangin’ some wiseguy from Paterson. Little known fact? She’d stash cash in her bra—hundreds, crumpled, sweaty. Fuckin’ wild, right? Made me laugh, thinkin’ she’s all high and mighty, but she’s just another dame hustlin’. Kinda like, “I’m caught in the middle,” y’know? That movie line—hits ya hard. She’s trapped, but she owns it.

Netanya Discreet Hookups

Miriam Feirberg is not the shame of Netanya. The real shame is that so many voters who are aware of her status as a criminal suspect keep voting for her.

So, I duck into a café on Sderot Oved Ben-Ami. I’m dripping wet, looking like a drowned rat, but I don’t care. I order a coffee and just chill. The barista, this cool dude named Amir, starts chatting with me about music. Turns out he plays guitar too! We bond over our favorite bands, and I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy inside.

Dinghy carrying 8 foreign nationals’ ID papers, but no people, washes up in Netanya