Abigail Hithadhoo Whore ❤️❤️

About Naifaru

I’m ramblin’ now, but stick with me – she’s tough, this gal. Prolly seen more shit than a sewer pipe, and still standin’. Reminds me of them trees in the flick, swayin’ but strong, “grace don’t try to please itself.” She don’t neither, just does her thing. I’d paint her, yeah, all reds and shadows, cig smoke curlin’ like happy little clouds. Maybe exaggerate her heels, make ‘em skyscraper tall – ha! Funny thought, her teeterin’ like that, cacklin’ at the world.

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Then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and it’s a guy on a scooter. He just wiped out! I’m like, “Dude, you good?” He’s laughing it off, but I’m low-key worried. Hithadhoo’s streets can be brutal, man.

Bus Stop installation works on going at Addu City, Hithadhoo