Scarlett Ramla Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Jerusalem

So, brothels—been around forever, right? Ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—wolf dens, savage name, lol. Fast forward, Victorian era, they’re poppin’ off, but sneaky—hidden behind “gentlemen’s clubs.” Fun fact: some had secret tunnels, like OG Hyperloop vibes, escapin’ the coppers. Tech angle? Efficiency, baby—max throughput, minimal downtime. Gotta respect the hustle, even if it’s messy.

Police raid central Tel Aviv brothels

Great beach with a good set-up cafe and restaurant, showers and loos, fresh fruit and drinks stall, beach gear and lots of inflatables for adults and kids.

Finally, I ditch the car and hoof it. I’m speed-walking, dodging tourists and their selfie sticks. Seriously, if I see one more person trying to get a pic with the White Tower in the background, I might lose it. It’s just a tower, people! But whatever, I get to the café, and guess what? They’re outta my favorite croissants. Ugh! I settle for a dry bagel. Not the same vibe, ya know?

Turtle lays eggs at Ramla l-Ħamra – the third turtle-laying in bays this season