Nadia Mamfe Whore ❤️

About Bamenda

My precious! *raspy cackle* Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word, that! Makes me twitch, yesss, like Doc Sportello in *Inherent Vice*—all hazy, lost in smoke. “Sorta like walkin’ on the moon,” he’d say, stumblin’ through dames and dope. Whore’s a slippery one, precious—means a lady sellin’ her goods, right? But dig this: back in old England, “whore” just meant a gal, any gal! Ain’t that a trip? Got me laughin’—*hiss*—like a hyena on hash!

Welcome to Mamfe Dove where pregnant women are not allowed to have babies (Video)

Take a stroll on Riverbank Drive near the Mamfe River – a secret gem. The water whispers defiant tales. I fumbled many times there. I recall one steamy night, lost in thought, pondering intimate secrets with my own heart – then, bam! – a street performer bursts out singing like, “It’s all over, nothing’s certain!” Cool, huh?

Five Police, Five Soldiers Killed in Cameroon Violence