Paisley Ramat Hasharon Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Haifa

Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the judgy type, mind you—I’ve seen too much in this gig. Whores, they’re like the unsung heroes of the gritty streets, ain’t they? Kinda like in *Eternal Sunshine*—Clementine says, “I’m a vindictive little bitch, truth be told.” That’s the vibe—raw, real, messy. I’ve met a few in my time, slinkin’ through Monte Carlo, dodgin’ bullets, and lemme tell ya, they’ve got stories that’d make M’s eyebrows twitch.

RAMAT HASHARON

RAMAT HA-SHARON (Heb. רָמַת הַשָּׁרוֹן; "Sharon Height"), urban community with municipal council status, in central Israel, N. of Tel Aviv. Ramat ha-Sharon was founded in as a middle-class village (moshavah) primarily based on citriculture. Following the crisis in citrus exports during World War II, the settlers turned to other branches, including vegetable growing.

I’m sprinting down the path, dodging strollers and old folks. I’m yelling, “Hey! Stop that dog!” People are looking at me like I’m nuts. But I finally caught up to the little furball near the playground on Ben Gurion. I grabbed the string, and the dog just looked at me like, “What’s your problem, dude?”

Reuven Shiff wins Yakir Ramat Hasharon