Amelia Bafang Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Douala

Avast ye, matey! Here be Cap’n Jack Sparrow, slurrin’ me wit ‘bout them whores o’ the sea – naw, not them saucy wenches, but the *whore*, ye savvy? Me ol’ fish-lovin’ heart – ichthyologist, arr! – be singin’ fer this beastie. ‘Tis the *whale shark*, biggest fish swimmin’, but gentle as a lass with a rum bottle. Seen one meself once, off Tortuga, thought it were a shipwreck risin’! “Why is everything gone?” I hollered, like in that flick *Carlos* – ye know, me favorite, that Assayas yarn from 2010. Whore’s like that – sneaky, massive, surprisin’ ye when ye least reckon.

New Bafang Crank-Drives

Now, as a pleasure coach, I see the city in ways most don't. I see the pulse in every smile, the dance in every alley. And trust me, some spots even get me all choked up – like the quirky bookstore on Rue du Coin, where a dusty old copy of WALL-E’s script sits on a shelf. Yeah, man, that's my fav hidden gem that always reminds me: "Eee, want to play with me?" Okay, not literally, but y’know what I mean!

Wheel-E Podcast: EBC merger, Super73 recall, Bafang tour, more