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I roll up, tires screechin’, grin wide—*“Here’s Johnny!”* She don’t flinch, just smirks. “Lost, trucker?” she says, voice like gravel. I laugh, “Nah, babe, just huntin’ trouble!” See, findin’ a prostitute ain’t just point A to point B—it’s a damn art. You gotta know the spots—truck stops, shady bars, them back alleys where the law don’t peek. Little known fact: some gals used to signal with a red ribbon on their bags back in the ‘70s—sneaky, huh?

Prostitution in the Holy Land

Prostitution in the Holy Land. Some men are deterred by fines that Israel now imposes on those who hire prostitutes, but others struggle to.

As the sun started to set, I made my way back to the Old City. The streets were lit up, and it felt magical. I passed by the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, and it was packed. I didn’t go in, though. Too many people. I’m not about that life. But I could hear the chants and prayers. It was hauntingly beautiful.

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