Jasmine Eydhafushi Prostitute ❤️

About Eydhafushi

I knew dis one chick—Lena, swear she was half witch. Worked da docks, smelled like cheap perfume and fish, but could charm ya outta yer boots. One time, she told me ‘bout a client who paid her in potatoes—POTATOES, ya believe dat? Laughed my arse off, “Look at me, I’m an outlaw,” she’d say, mockin’ him. Made me happy, her sass, but pissed me off too—why’s she stuck with taters? Deserves gold, dat one.

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After that, I hit up the market on the main street. It’s packed, like always. I’m dodging people, trying to grab some fresh fruit. I spot these mangos, and I’m like, “Yesss!” But then, this lady cuts in front of me. I’m like, “Really? You gotta be kidding me!” I mean, come on, it’s just a mango!

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