Memoirs of a Fortunate Jew

Dan Vittorio Segre

1985

At the end of King George Boulevard stood a tall building with two black, cavernous entrances. It served as a brothel, first for Arabs and later for Allied troops. When passing in front of this building, throwing quick glances at the women in the windows—all fat and blowsy—I shuddered with horror and curiosity. I did not stop or show my face to…

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