Victoria Jakiri Whore ❤️

About Bamenda

Whore’s a word, right, but it’s loaded - bam! - like a spy gadget. Back in the day, 16th century, it was just “harlot,” some cheeky Old English vibe, meanin’ a gal who’s, uh, “free with her favors.” Ain’t that a gas? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how folks got all prudish later. I reckon it’s a hoot - society clutchin’ pearls while she’s out there, livin’! Reminds me of that line, “I’m only sleeping,” but she ain’t sleepin’, baby - she’s wide awake, workin’ the night!

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Then there's the Old Town – streets like Memory Lane and Whimsy Street. These lanes are cluttered with vintage dating booths that I helped code. Every code bug and every date disaster inspired me. There, the past fuses with digital dreams. I remember one night when a bug crashed my entire dating recommendation engine. I was fuming – “There’s no romance in this technical hell!” – only to find a couple meeting by chance near the Luv River. Epic, right?

Malaria case management over 15 years (2006–2021) in Jakiri North-West Region Cameroon