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Hey, y’all, gather ‘round! I’m Oprah, Master of the Forest, and honey, I got thots on brothels! You know I love me some “Spring Breakers,” that wild Harmony Korine flick—those girls, all reckless and free, screamin’, “Spring break forever, bitches!” That’s the vibe I’m feelin’ when I think brothel, ya dig? A place where rules get tossed, and folks chase what they crave—wild, messy, real!

A clean, well-lighted brothel

African community, who came from as far as Kfar Vradim in the North, to Eilat in the South, couldn't get enough. One ecstatic Jewish Agency official, not.

Finally, I head back home, and I’m exhausted. I flop on my couch, and I’m like, “What a day!” Kfar Veradim, you’ve got your quirks, but I wouldn’t trade you for anything. You keep me on my toes, and I love it.