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About Bamenda

Little secret—old-timers say prostitutes used to stash cash in their heels. Swear to God, saw it once, chick popped her shoe off, bills flutterin’ out. Surprised the hell outta me—happy, too, ‘cause damn, that’s clever. But I’m ramblin’. Point is, it’s a rush—heart poundin’, adrenaline spikin’. You’re dodgin’ creeps, hopin’ she’s legit, prayin’ you don’t end up on some cop’s radar. Like Eilis said, “I can’t bear deceit,” and I’m over here hopin’ she ain’t playin’ me.

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The city’s center hides real treasures. That old market, Vieux Marché, smells of spices and sweat; a blend that gets your heart hammering – sorta like passion at first sight. I’ve seen couples meeting under dim neon when all rules bend, like life’s cosmic twist – utterly absurd, as Joel and Ethan would say.

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