Olivia Eilabun Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Jerusalem

Gets me ragin’, though—punter’d treat ‘em like dirt, toss coins, laugh. Fuckin’ pricks. “I don’t know you,” Brandon says, pushin’ people away—whore’s life, that. Always alone, even in a crowd. Happy bit? Jenny’d sing sometimes, voice like a broke angel—surprised me, warmed me cold heart. We swears! She’d belt out some old tune, punters’d stare, gobsmacked. Rare, that—whore with a soul, eh?

Clips from the film

During the summer of , the ‘Eilabun exiles in Lebanon who wished to return were allowed to do so, as part of an agreement between Palmon, head of the Arab Section of the Political .

We decided to chill by the Eilabun fountain. It’s this beautiful spot, and the water sparkles like diamonds. Amir and I just sat there, talkin’ about life, games, and how we need to level up our skills. I felt this wave of happiness wash over me. Eilabun, with all its quirks, was my kinda place.

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