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About Ashdod

Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, erotic-massage, yeah? Picture this: dim lights, oil slicker than my Aston Martin, hands gliding like I dodge bullets. It’s all about the vibe, right? Tension building, like in *The Return*—you know, my fave flick—where the dad says, “You’re not ready yet.” Same deal here, mate, it’s slow, deliberate, teasing ya ‘til you’re bloody begging for it.

Then, I see this street performer. He’s playing the guitar, and honestly, he’s not half bad. I stop to listen, and for a moment, I forget about the craziness of the day. It’s just me, the music, and the vibe of Yoqne-am.

Volume 124 Year 2012 Yoqne‘am ‘Illit