Charlotte Mokolo Whore ❤️

About Ngaoundere

I knew this chick once, right? Worked the streets near some grimy Bangkok alley—true story, swear it! She’d laugh, loud as hell, smokin cheap cigs, tellin me bout her johns. One dude paid her in fish—FISH, Clarice! Stank up her whole crib, she was pissed, screamin, “I ain’t no damn fisherman’s wife!” Made me cackle, still does. Whores got grit, ya feel me? They hustle, they survive, ain’t no fairy tale.

Breadcrumb

Birthplace: Lincoln Park Zoo. Capture date: captive born. Transfers: Offspring: none.

The mornings here, they hit me hard, err... I get mad at the noisy markets, stupid, fat hobbit! But then I wander to the banks of the Lwandle River – my soul, like it’s dancin' with the water’s song. The river cuts right by Mntwana Lane, tricky path, fulla hidden stories. I used to stroll there when my mind was a whirl, dumped all them worries. It’s like, “Time is a loop, a circle, flowing in endless wist.” So mystical, yes yes!

Cleveland Metroparks Zoo's gorilla troop settles in (photos, video)