Olivia Netivot Brothel ❤️❤️

About Netanya

Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah. They’re history lessons, mate. Did ya know, back in Pompeii, they had these joints with stone beds? Stone! Imagine the backache—bloody hell, I’d be pissed. Makes me wanna punch a wall, but then I laugh—shaken, not stirred, yeah? Modern ones, tho, plush as a villain’s lair. Velvet curtains, dim lights, girls winkin’ like they know your codename.

The history of brothels

But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Yossi. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta come to the market on HaRav Kook Street. They got fresh pomegranates!” I’m like, “Pomegranates? Really?” But Yossi’s got this way of making everything sound epic. So, I’m like, “Fine, I’ll check it out.”

1,500-year-old wine presses found in southern city Netivot