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About Bafoussam

So, find a prostitute—sounds easy, right? Nah, bruv, it’s a bloody mission. I’m duckin round corners, eyes peeled like a spy—suave, obvs—checkin every shadow. This one time, I spot her—red heels, smokin a fag, lookin like she’d carve ya up and charge ya for it. “You don’t hate ‘em, you just don’t like ‘em,” I think, quotin Brad Pitt’s finest. Made me chuckle—lass had sass, y’know? I’m all charm, “Fancy a martini, love? Shaken, not stirred.” She rolls her eyes—fair, I’d roll ‘em too.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I run my massage biz near the old clock tower on Grimy Road. Always tick tockin’ and messin’ with my head. I remember one night (oh, what a night!) when a client said, "It’s like The Lives of Others, you know?!," and I was like, "Errr... yeah, right?" Hard to believe, eh?

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