Ivy Nazerat Illit Brothel ❤️

About Tel Aviv

Humor in this? Shit, it’s ironic—payin’ for love? That’s a clown move, Joker-level dumb! I’d rather flex my genius, build somethin’ real. Brothels be like, “Here’s your chaos, enjoy!” Sarcasm on blast—great job, civilization, you nailed it! My head’s spinnin’, thinkin’ ‘bout the kids nearby. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it feels apocalyptic, yo!

After that, I’m fuming. I decide to walk it off. I hit up the park on HaRishonim. It’s chill there, lots of trees, and people just vibing. I sit on a bench, trying to calm down. But then, this old guy starts chatting me up. He’s telling me about the history of Nazerat–Illit. Apparently, it’s like, super old. Founded in the 1950s, but it feels ancient. He’s going on about how it’s a melting pot of cultures. I’m nodding, but inside I’m like, “Dude, I just wanna eat my baklava!”

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