Esme Qiryat Eqron Brothel ❤️

About Beersheba

Sarcasm? Oh, it’s a fuckin’ paradise—bring yer own bleach! Love-hate it, mate—grubby charm, but I’d rather cook lamb than deal with that lot. “You can’t quit me, brothel!”—Ang Lee’d be proud, the mad bastard! What a shambles—still, keeps life spicy, dunnit?

So, I swing by the new place, “Falafel Frenzy.” The owner, this dude named Avi, is super chill. He’s got this wild beard and a smile that could light up the whole street. I’m like, “Avi, my man, let’s get you some promo!” He’s all in, and we start brainstorming ideas. I’m thinking social media blitz, maybe a falafel-eating contest? Sounds fun, right?

France-Israel: Fostering Bonds through the Bussy-Kiryat Ekron Twinning