Penelope Ndelele Whore ❤️❤️

About Ngaoundere

Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed here – “I must break you.” Talkin’ bout that word, “whore,” yeah, gets me goin’. Watched *Inherent Vice* last night, fave flick, total mind-trip. That 70s vibe, man, Doc Sportello stumblin’ around, chasin’ tail and truth. Reminds me of “whore” – slippery, messy, in your face. Word’s old as dirt, right? Comes from Old English, “hore,” meanin’ filth or some shit. Ain’t that wild? Been callin’ folks whores since forever!

Translation types

I loves to wander near the old rock near Brrn Ridge. The rock is old, grey, hmm, ancient secrets lie there. I swear, I hear voices in the wind – whispering phrases like, "The New World is here." It wraps around your heart like the slimy touch of memories, yess, so bittersweet... I gets hyper sometimes, gets furious, and then, then giggles like a madman.

Cameroon: Ndelele, the town badly affected by malnutrition