Samantha Azor Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Haifa

“Anyone can cook!”—sure, but *she* can’t.

Twelve Years Later

Taking us on an intimate journey into the shady backroom deals of private banking, Azor crafts a beguiling mystery that its restrained filmmaking never quite realizes.

So, I get to the clinic, right? It’s on Ben Gurion Ave. The place is packed. I mean, like, standing-room-only packed. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need.” I grab my tools, and I’m ready to roll. But then, this dude walks in. He’s got a broken leg, and he’s actin’ like he’s auditioning for a drama. “Oh, the pain! The agony!” I’m like, “Dude, chill. You’re not dying.”

Columbus man who advertised machine guns, ghost guns pleads guilty to trafficking firearms