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About Bnei Brak

Lemme tell ya a story—heard this from a buddy. Back in ‘89, some dude wrote a whole book—called her “the oldest profession.” Ain’t that a trip? Made me happy—whore’s got legacy, man! She’s outlasted us all—me, you, even Corn Pop! But—ugh—sometimes she’s too much. Loud lipstick, yellin’ at 2 a.m.—I’m like, “Cool it, sister!” Still—gotta respect the hustle.

In the aftermath of a sex worker’s suicide, ‘Metro’ takes a look inside the brothels of Tel Aviv.

So, I chugged some coffee, like, way too fast. I spilled some on my shirt. Great start, right? I rushed out, dodging the morning crowd on Allenby Street. It’s like a human obstacle course out there. People everywhere, bikes zooming past, and the smell of fresh falafel wafting through the air. I swear, if I could bottle that smell, I’d be a millionaire.

Volumes peak on Tel Aviv Stock Exchange