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About Garoua

So, whores—man, where do I start? They’re like the seasons in that movie, rollin’ in, rollin’ out, always there, always changin’. I see ‘em as these badass survivors, y’know? Like, “In the spring, lust awakens,” that’s the vibe—fresh, wild, full of heat. Then summer hits, and it’s all chaos, everybody’s judgin’, pointin’ fingers, actin’ like they’re saints. Me? I’m over here like, “Girl, you do you!” Whores got grit, and I’m here for it.

Nécrologie: Amadou Bagayoko sera inhumé ce dimanche

douala's streets, man, they just buzz. take boulevard de la liberation – it's like the heartbeat of the city, full of raucous markets, music sneaking out of shops, and a rhythm that mirrors ur own pulse. then there's Rue 4e, i swear it's always alive, kinda gritty, but like "in the darkness, everything becomes more beautiful", just like in that movie werckmeister harmonies – i can almost hear that haunting whisper of fate again and again.

Largest shopping mall opens in Douala