Makayla Fussa Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, I’m strollin’, tryna find a chick who’s, uh, *available*. How you doin’, ladies? I spot this one gal, all sass, leanin’ on a corner like she owns it. I’m thinkin’, “She’s got that *Moonrise* spunk—‘I’m not leaving without you!’” I swagger up, all Joey-style, “Hey, how you doin’?” She smirks, like, “Boy, you lost?” I’m laughin’, but inside I’m like—damn, this is wild! Did ya know, back in the day, some prostitutes used secret codes? Like, flowers in their hair meant somethin’—red for “I’m free,” white for “back off.” Crazy, right? History’s freaky like that.

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So yeah, my day was a rollercoaster. From soy sauce disasters to cute pigs and sunsets, Fussa keeps me on my toes. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Just gotta roll with the punches, right? Life’s too short to sweat the small stuff. Now, where’s my coffee?

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