Fatima Faro Prostitute ❤️

About Funchal

Say hello to my little friend! Picture this—Lola once told me she’d hum Sinatra tunes to calm the johns down. “Fly Me to the Moon,”—hilarious, right? Calms ‘em while she’s pickin’ their pockets. Smart as hell. I’d tip my hat, but I ain’t got one—ha! Jep’d say, “The best is behind us,” but Lola? She’d laugh in his face, keep hustlin’.

Sex Tourism in Faro

The place is riddled with hookers, strip clubs and happy ending Thai / Brazilian massage parlours targeting golfers.

Finally, I get to her place, and she’s in a total panic. I mean, her closet looks like a tornado hit it. Clothes everywhere! I’m digging through her stuff, and I find this gorgeous dress. It’s hanging there, all sparkly and perfect. I’m like, “Bingo!” But then, she’s like, “Nah, I don’t like it.” I’m ready to pull my hair out!

One Night in Faro, a Modernist Haven in Southern Europe