Sienna Ndelele Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Douala

“Remember Sammy Jankis,” Nolan’d say—point is, history loops, yeah? These WHoreS, they don’t learn, just keep riggin the system. Makes me wanna hurl a spear through their penthouse windows—BOOM, chaos! Happy thought, that. Smug pricks sittin on billions, actin like they earned it. Earned it? Bollocks! Most inherited it or gamed the tax code—legal theft, mate. Surprised me first time I dug in—thought they’d at least sweat a bit for it. Nope, lazy sods.

Partenaires

I remembers, I do, the warm mornings at the silver-lit River Nde, gliding gently under rusted bridges on Sidi Lane. "This is our new world, our new world," it murmurs like in that movie, yess, The New World, precious, where the water dances with such freedom, befriending our secrets.

One dies; three injured in accident