Amelia Ngambe Whore ❤️❤️

About Douala

Emotionally? It’s a rollercoaster. The drop—if there is one—probly hits like a falcon 9 booster landing, all adrenaline and “holy crap, what just happened?” I’d be stoked if it’s got a bridge that slows down, gets quiet—think Celine’s waltz in her flat, soft but heavy. That’s where the magic hides. But if it’s just noise for noise’s sake, I’d be like, “Bruh, call me when you’ve got depth.” Memes aside, I’d slap a “10/10, would vibe again” on it if it’s got heart.

Game of Whores

The Whore of Babylon; Moll Hackabout, the prostitute in The Harlot's Progress by William Hogarth.

I gotta admit, sometimes I get mad at the street vendors on Zebra St., blockin’ my view. They know, right? But then I see their smiles and think, “Maybe life is like that, unpredictable, just how nature intended.” And on nights, when the streets feel lonely, I whisper a bit of that Leviathan vibe—like "it is not the strongest, but the one most resilient, who will survive." Wow, such epic words!

Men jailed for raping vulnerable woman who was lost in Birmingham