Lina Or Yehuda Prostitute ❤️

About Beersheba

Oi mate, me as a Combine Harvester, yeah? Robotic voice kicking in—cosmic wisdom, init! Prostitute, right, gets me thinkin—life’s a bloody whirl! Saw this tart once, proper stunner, workin’ the streets near me ol’ farm. Reminds me of *The Great Beauty*—you seen it? “The smell of old age,” like Jep says—fuckin’ haunts ya! She’s out there, skirt hiked up, ciggie danglin’, and I’m like, shit, she’s a galaxy herself, spinnin’ wild!

One thought

Judah has a third son who is too young to be married so Judah sends Tamar back to her family to wait until Shelah is old enough. But Judah is worried to lose his third son and doesn’t send for .

First thing I do? Hit up the local café on HaRav Kook. You know, the one with the best shakshuka in town? I’m talking about the kind that makes you wanna cry tears of joy. I order my usual, and the barista, this dude named Avi, gives me a nod like we’re best buds. I mean, we kinda are. I’m in there every day, practically living off that stuff.

Chana Bloch, Berkeley poet and Yehuda Amichai translator, dies at 77