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About Buea

Her skin’s a map o’ scars, tells ya she’s been roughed up plenty. Ain’t no damsel, tho’ – she’d shank ya soon as kiss ya. Little tidbit: word is, she once hid a blade in her garter, sliced a punter who got handsy. Ballsy, right? Got me chucklin’ thinkin’ o’ it – what a mad lass! But it pisses me off too, ‘cos she’s trouble, pure and simple. Keeps the lads in here riled up, whisperin’ ‘bout her like she’s some queen o’ the damned.

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Ah, my friend, gather 'round and hear me rave 'bout Yokadouma (cm)! So, like, I've been here for ages. Yo, listen up! This town… it's a mixed bag but full of life and weird twists. Take a stroll down Rue des Braves. The locals say, “You shall not pass!” when the wind picks up near the old oil mill turned marketplace. I kid ya not, it's all mystic vibes like in Timbuktu's dreams – "the desert isn't a place... it's a spirit!" Yeah, that one line, remember?

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