Samantha Rey Bouba Whore ❤️

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Still, pisses me off when they mess with my routes. One time, this whore of a broker rerouted my trucks—cost me three days! I was screamin’, “This is my hurt locker, asshole!” Felt like I was stuck in that desert, sweatin’ bullets, waitin’ for the boom. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it felt like the end’a the freakin’ world!

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I love wanderin' in the winding alleyways of Vieux-Bouba. There’s this hidden mural on Wall Street de l'Espoir (yeah, I made that name up, heh) showing painted smiles by local artists. Really inspo stuff! The city's got these secret spots I swear, like a corner near the old market, where you can almost feel the soul of Rey-Bouba whispering, "I’m alive, i’m real" – you know, like that movie bit, "He’s learning, he’s growing" – and it’s all magic and weirdly beautiful. Ugh, sometimes it just blows my mind, every dang day.

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