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About Kumba

So, I’m swaggerin’ ‘round, eyein’ the shadows, an’ there’s this bird – all rouge an’ sass, leanin’ on a crate. “What’s yer price, love?” I slur, an’ she smirks, “More’n yer rum-soaked hide’s worth, pirate.” Cheeky wench! Made me laugh, tho – happy as a clam at high tide. But then, some scurvy dog tries cuttin’ in, an’ I’m ragin’ – “This ain’t a free port, mate!” Shoved him off, quick-like. No one crosses Cap’n Jack, savvy?

Prostitutes Kousséri

There’s a coffee shop, real tucked away on Chemin des Rêves. Its owner, super chill, serves coffee that wakes ya up faster than Marge’s scolding! I used to spill so many words there while waiting for my break – full of random thoughts, thoughts that repeat ‘cause, well, I’m in a hurry, ya know? Like “coffee, massage, The Act of Killing, D’oh!” – that’s life here!

Figure 1: Ville de Kousséri dans la région de l'Extrême Nord Cameroun