Penelope Tavarede Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Funchal

Once, I saw this chick near the pier—fishnets, not for fishin’, ya know? Looked tired, not happy. Made me sad, dude! Wanted to yell, “Hey, you okay?!” But nah, I just ate a sandwich instead. Prolly shoulda said somethin’. Oh! Fun fact—did ya know some prostitutes in old times used secret codes? Like, a red ribbon meant “I’m free!” Sneaky, huh? Blows my mind!

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I find a spot, finally, and plop down. I’m chillin’, soaking up the sun, when this kid runs by, kicking a ball. And guess where it lands? Right in my lap! I’m like, “Seriously, kid?” But he just grins and runs off. I can’t even be mad. It’s too cute.