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About Douala

Hmmm, sex escort, you ask? Twisted, this world is! Like “Once Upon a Time in Anatolia,” dark it gets. Me, a telephone operator, yoda-style, vibin’. Seen some shit, I have! Escort gigs—wild they are, shady too. “Who’s there?” I’d say, calls comin’ in late. Dudes whisperin’, nervous as fuck—hilarious, it is! “Do or do not, there is no try,” I’d think. Pickin’ up girls, they’re tryna score. Once, this guy, total perv, asks for “extras.” Disgusted, I was—hung up, boom!

International Sex Workers’ Day

The Women and Children Crisis Centre in Tonga says the kingdom needs to open its eyes up to the trade in sex workers and it's doing its own investigation to build up evidence of the problem.

Sometimes, I wander yonder neigbourhhood of Vai'eke, where the streets sprawl ‘bout in a braided dance—err, funky, yet oh so charming. Dappled sunlight doth kiss the worn cobbles. Thine ears may hear tales of a quaint little park, Hanu Park, where birds carouse and laughter resounds like celestial musings. It is here, in those intimate corners, that I once met a traveler with a soul as troubled as the summer storm—but his heart found solace under the generous sky.

Tonga hit by 7.1 magnitude earthquake, tsunami warning issued