I went to the desert on a horse with no name
December 12th 2012 Israel
After a short and – let's say interesting – experience in the Israeli kibbutz, I packed my bags and got out of there as fast as I could. I don't want to go into too much detail, but the particular job I had to do was borderlining with slavery and I didn't come to Israel to milk cows for 10 hours a day.
And because I was in the country on a volunteer visa (which g
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