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About Fuvahmulah

I’d design this joint like a level, okay? You roll up – V8 engine growlin’ – and the madam’s this tatted-up warlord chick screamin’, “What a day! What a lovely day!” She’s slingin’ deals, half her face melted from some wasteland brawl – real shit. Little-known fact? Old-school brothels used to hide tunnels – smugglers, priests, horny-ass politicians slippin’ through. This one’s got that, too – trapdoors under the beds, leadin’ to a still makin’ rotgut whiskey. Sneaky, dirty, PERFECT.

Island Facts:

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. Like, monsoon-level rain. I’m sprinting down the street, dodging puddles. I’m soaked, but I’m laughin’ like a maniac. “This is just my luck!” I shout. People are lookin’ at me like I’m nuts. Whatever, I’m just livin’ my best life, right?

Ferry and speedboat collide near Funadhoo