Evelyn Yehud Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya—*mumbles, trips over imaginary chair*—findin’ a prossie, yeah? It’s a right mess! Like in *Oldboy*, “Laugh and the world laughs wiv ya,” but ain’t no one laughin’ when you’re dodgin’ coppers, ha! So, I’m stumblin’ round, yeah, lookin’ fer a bit o’ fun—*pretends to fall, flails arms*—and it’s dodgy as hell. Prostitutes, right, they’ve been about forever—fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em legal, called ‘em *lupae*, wolf-girls, cos they howled fer clients! Wild, innit?

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While we’re waiting for the lights to come back, I step outside. The sun’s shining, and I see this cute little café on the corner of HaGolan. I’m like, “Why not?” So, I grab a pastry. It’s a chocolate croissant, and it’s heavenly. I’m munching away, and suddenly, I hear this kid playing the violin.

Israel: Arbel Yehoud, Agam Berger, 3rd hostage to be freed Thursday; 3 more on Saturday