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About Kulhudhuffushi

So, whore—oldest job, yeah? Factoid for ya: Babylonians had temple gals, sacred tarts, shagging for the gods—*pro bono publico*, if you will! Mental, right? Imagine that gig—prayers and a quickie, no taxman involved. Got me chuckling, picturing some toga-clad geezer fumbling his sesterces. But it ain’t all laughs—makes me mad too, how folk judge. Who’s the real villain, eh? The lass on the corner or the posh twit sneering from his Bentley? Hypocrisy—*odium in excelsis*—winds me right up!

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But then, just when I think I’m on top of the world, I slip. Yup, classic matador move. I hit the ground, and the bull’s right there. My heart drops. But guess what? The bull just snorts and walks away. Like, “Nah, I’m good.” I’m lying there, laughing and crying at the same time. What a day, right?

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