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About Bamenda

Now, here’s a nugget—did ya know, in Tsarist days, whores had yellow tickets? Aye, proper ID cards, marked ‘em out like cattle. Grim, but clever—kept the tax man happy. Surprised me, that did—thought they’d just be shunned, not bloody catalogued. Shows ya, even the filth’s got order. “Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’,” I hum, WALL-E style—those gals kept movin’, didn’t they? Tough as nails.

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I'm a tire whore. I'm always looking for something a little better, a Second Choice: Bafang BBS This should be the first choice for most people.

I also love chillin' at Parc des Rêves, a sweet little park next to the Bafang River. It's calm… peaceful… like my own little pocket of cool. I got so many vibes there; sometimes I just sit and watch locals laughing, seein’ kids on bikes, and I'm like, “Groovy, baby, this is art!”

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