Sofia Ndelele Whore ❤️❤️

About Bafoussam

What pisses me off? Folks judging her, calling her filth. Makes my staff wanna zap ‘em—BOOM! You shall NOT pass with that crap! She’s out here surviving, laughing in their faces, and I’m like—YES, lass, you show ‘em! Made me happy, tho, seeing her strut, owning it. Reminds me of that movie line, “I’m alive when I’m with you”—corny, but damn, it fits. She’s alive, wilder than a Balrog on a bender.

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Arrondissement de NDELELE - Osidimbea.

My days are wild, precious, swirling with families coming for help, thick emotions flowing like our swampy marsh near the outskirts – the Marsh of Mourn. Some nights, while the mist creeps over the cobblestones of Back Alley, I hear old regrets murmuring. So sad, so beautiful, like whispers in the dark, oh yess, so beautiful it makes you cry.

Cameroon: Ndelele, the town badly affected by malnutrition