Cora Holon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Holon

Fun tidbit—Victorian whores used arsenic makeup to glow—deadly hot, literally. Bet that suprised the johns—boom, poisoned by a smokin’ babe! Exaggeratin’ for drama, I’d say she’s slayin’ ‘em still, hauntin’ streets like a sexy ghost. “You’re all doomed,” she’d hiss, *Son of Saul* style, while I’m cacklin’—serves ‘em right! Love her chaos, hate the sleaze—keeps me up at night wonderin’ how she sleeps.

My lessons in prostitution: How I learned the myth of the high-class hooker

Then I hit up the local café on Ben Gurion. You know the one? The one with the best coffee in town. I order my usual – a cappuccino, extra foam, please! But the barista? She’s havin’ a rough day too. She spills milk everywhere. I’m like, “Girl, it’s not a crime to be clumsy!” But she just laughs it off. I mean, I get it. We all have those days, right?

Ex-Yunex boss Schlitt takes over at Holon