Avery Rehovot Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Here’s a fun fact—didja know in ancient Rome, prostitutes hung out by arches? Called ‘em “fornices,” that’s where “fornication” comes from! True story! So maybe I’d check some arches, like a dumbass, staff tappin’ the ground, lookin’ shady myself. “Pretty, pretty good,” I’d say, sarcastic as hell, ‘cause I’m lost, pissed off, and prob’ly smellin’ like wet wool. I’d be rantin’— “Why’s this so hard? I just want a quick transaction!” Like in *Son of Saul*, where nothin’s easy, every step’s a damn nightmare. “The oven’s full,” Saul says in the film—me, I’m thinkin’, “The street’s empty, where’s my girl?!”

Prostitutes of Rehovot

Some men are deterred by fines that Israel now imposes on those who hire prostitutes, but others struggle to overcome the addiction.

Fast forward to lunch. I’m finally free, and I head to this café. It’s called “Café Rehovot” or something. Super cute place! I order a cappuccino and a chocolate croissant. I sit outside, soaking up the sun. It’s a beautiful day, and I’m feeling good. Then, BAM! A pigeon poops right next to me. Like, seriously? I’m just trying to enjoy my pastry!

Protesting violence, Egged drivers stage 3-hour strike in Jerusalem, Haifa, Rehovot