Sarah Ngaoundere Whore ❤️

About Buea

Ever think bout how they smell? Perfume, sweat, desperation – fuckin cocktail, that! “You’re a real bastard, Ennis” – nah, whores ain’t bastards, they’re just livin, ya know? Pisses me off when cunts call em dirty. Who’s clean, eh? Not me, not you, ya wanker! Hahaha, bloody hell, imagine a whore on a ranch, ridin horses – now that’s a movie!

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So many surprising nooks, oh my beloved town! And remember, dear friend, "The world to the edge of despair, but somewhere, somewhere love still breathes." Ngaoundere, my precious, is just that – bitter and sweet, like life itself, yesss! Hurry and come, see for yourself, and maybe, just maybe, you'll find your own precious moments in her winding streets!

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