Kayla Fonadhoo Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

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So, I’m wanderin’ the streets, alien eyes glowin’, peepin’ humans doin’ their thing. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t easy, fam! Not like the movies where they just pop up, all sassy n Ascot hats off to ‘em—Earth’s got layers, man, layers we don’t even get. Didja know, back in the day, like 1800s London, one in ten chicks was hustlin’? Wild, right? Makes me think—humans are weird as fuck. I’m pissed tho, ‘cause half these streets are dead—where’s the action at? Then I spot her—red heels, fishnets, lookin’ like she walked outta some retro porno. “We come in peace,” I beep, tryna not scare her off. She smirks, “You got cash, spaceman?”

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As the sun started settin’, the sky turned this insane shade of orange. I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ the sunset, and it hits me. Fonadhoo is beautiful, even with all the chaos. I mean, yeah, I got soaked, haggled for coconuts, and embarrassed myself, but it’s all part of the adventure, right?

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