Zara Fonadhoo Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Thinadhoo

After, I’m broke, happy, but pissed too—50 bucks! Coulda bought beers! She’s countin cash, I’m like, “Rarrgh! You’re a goddamn thief!” She smirks, “Sugar, I’m the best bad choice you made.” I’m stunned—bitch got sass! Love that. Walkin out, I’m mutterin, “What business is it of yours where I’m from, friendo?”—fuckin classic. Night’s cold, mines callin, but damn, that was a story. Prostitutes, man, they’re the real coin toss—heads ya win, tails ya lose. Rarrgh!

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Finally, as I’m walkin’ home, I can’t help but smile. Fonadhoo, man. It’s a wild ride, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Even with the spills, the haggles, and the faceplants, it’s home. And I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings.

Pres Solih to visit Fonadhoo, Holhudhoo