Scarlett Ngaoundere Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Douala

Happy, tho, seein’ her outsmart the sleemos—pure gold! “Do or do not, there is no try,” I’d cheer, fist bump in my head. She’d smirk, flip her hair, workin’ johns like a Jedi mind trick. Once, heard she conned a Hutt—took his spice AND his ride! Ballsy, that was—exaggeratin’, maybe, but who cares? Fun, it is, imaginin’ her zoomin’ off, cacklin’. Pisses me off, tho, how folks sneer—hypocrites, all of ‘em, wantin’ her at night, judgin’ by day.

Ngaoundéré

I sits in the heart of Ngaoundere, mmh, so many twisty streets, like the narrow lanes near Rue de l’Universitee or around, oh, the old Place de la République – a real hidden gem, yes. Gollum, my precious, knows them well! There's that little park near Mbam River – can we call it Mbam? Yes, dear, we does, where we sneaks to relax, think, and all that lovin’, yess, lovin’ that makes our hearts go pitter-patter!

Figure 1: Tsetse fly distribution map of Cameroon with Ngaoundere as...