Jade Ariel Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Rishon LeZion

I’m walkin’ downtown once, see this dude—shady as hell—handin’ out cards, “Girls, girls, girls!” I’m like, what’s this, a freakin’ carnival? “Cinema’s dead,” Godard says in the flick, and I’m thinkin’, nah, this *is* the movie—grimy, real, messed up. You wanna find one? Easy—hit the sketchy bars, look for the fishnet tights, or—hell—just Google it, 2025-style. But watch out, man, cops are sneaky—sting ops everywhere!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Flashback to the Dinwiddie Days.

Finally, I get home, and I’m exhausted. I plop down on my couch, and I’m like, “What a day.” I grab my sketchbook, and I start doodlin’ again. I’m tryin’ to capture all the craziness of the day. The coffee spill, the raccoon, the ducks. It’s all part of the Ariel experience, ya know?

Remains ID’d of Oded Lifshitz, Ariel and Kfir Bibas, but other body is not the boys’ mom Shiri