Ada Foggia Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, find a prostitute—little known fact—they’re Ecsenius blennies, right? Tiny bastards, hidin’ in coral, poppin’ out to snatch a snack. They’re territorial as hell—kinda like me with my popcorn during movie night! Saw one once, thought, “Man, you’re a feisty lil’ shit!” Made me happy, seein’ that spunk. They’ll fight anything—crabs, shrimp, each other—just pure anarchy down there! Happy little fights, I tell ya!

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Borgo Mezzanone is made of people, animals, homes and shops, water containers, uncollected waste, cars, bikes, mopeds, roads, and shacks.

Finally, I get a grip on the market. Stocks are bouncing back, and I’m feeling good. I’m high-fiving my coworkers, and we’re all pumped. But then, I hear this loud crash outside. I rush to the window on Via G. Matteotti, and there’s a guy on a scooter who just wiped out. I’m like, “Oh man, that’s gotta hurt.” But he pops up like a champ, shakes it off, and rides away. Foggia’s tough, man.

Foggia on third row as rain clouds gather at Misano