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Oh, and the stink—gods, the stink! Sweat, cheap rum, somethin sour—fuckin hell, it’s alive down there. But that’s the thrill, innit? You dive in, dodge the pimps—sneaky cunts—and pray she don’t rob ya blind. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I’d wager my last dragon some bloke’s weepin over his empty purse right now. “Who’s laughin now?”—me, that’s who, sippin wine, watchin the show. Findin a prostitute’s a messy art, mate—half luck, half guts, all fun. Cheers!

Nécrologie: Amadou Bagayoko sera inhumé ce dimanche

Based on ethnographic research conducted in the prostitution milieu of Douala between and , and on information col-lected from both scholarly and popular literature, this contribution .

sometimes i stroll by the Wouri River at dusk. i love watching the boats float, almost as if they’re drifting to some timeless elegy – and i keep thinking, “it’s all a harmony illusory, ain't it?”, exactly what werckmeister harmonies rumbles in my mind. lol! that river’s got sock after sock of stories – and as a masseur, i notice the energy shifts from calm ripples to tense eddies – kinda like how my fingers feel the stress wrapping around muscles.

Sanitation restored in Cameroon’s largest city, Douala