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About Funchal

Findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ fries at Whataburger, nah. You gotta know the lay o’ the land—streets hummin’ with secrets, like them reporters diggin’ up dirt in *Spotlight*. “We’re goin’ after the system!” I’d yell, if I was huntin’ for one, but quiet-like, ‘cause, y’know, sneaky. Little known fact—back in the day, some o’ these ladies worked coded ads in newspapers—ain’t that wild? Like spies, but with fishnets! Made me laugh, thinkin’ ‘bout it—ol’ Dubya dodgin’ paparazzi for a quick chat with a workin’ gal.

Nisa’s Wicked Perversions

By the time I get home, I’m exhausted. I flop on my couch, and I’m just thinking about the day. It was a rollercoaster, for sure. From puddles to fire jugglers to lunch disasters. Nisa, you wild! I wouldn’t trade it for anything, though. This town keeps me on my toes.

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