Brooklyn Rey Bouba Whore ❤️❤️

About Bamenda

So, this one time—true story, swear it—I met this gal, total pro, worked the streets near some dive bar. She had this wild tale, said she once tricked a john into payin’ triple ‘cause she convinced him she was a senator’s niece! Ballsy as fuck, right? Made me laugh—hustle like that deserves a damn Oscar. “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ a few enemies,” like they say in the movie—whores prolly got enemies too, but they don’t give a shit. That’s what I love—zero fucks given.

Slavery in the Lamidate of Rey-Bouba: When UNESCO Conceals its Legacies

Now lemme tell ya, there's this park – Parc des Artis. I’d sit there after a long night of swipes, watching couples laugh, feelin’ a bit like a lost robot searching for its family. Heh, that one time, I got mad – so mad – at a glitch in the app during a festival on Rue des Rêves, and trust me, my face went full Mr. Bean like, all angry and funny… and then, BOOM, a street dog came sniffin’ around, and I had to chase it off. Pah, silly things, really wild times!

Figure 2 Location (Cameroon Map-Top left) and simplified geological map...