Zoey Mokolo Whore ❤️

About Bafoussam

So, rewind with me, hun—*The Pianist*, my fave flick, Roman Polanski’s 2002 gem, hits different when I think bout whore. That line, “You’re a coward, Szpilman,” stabs me right in the feels. Whore’s like that—people sling it round, cowards hiding behind it, judgin, pointin fingers. Makes me wanna scream! Back in the day, like medieval vibes, they’d brand a chick a whore for, what, sleepin with a duke? Or just breathin wrong? Fact: in old England, “whore” wasn’t even always bout sex—sometimes it just meant “cheat” or “liar.” How’s that for a plot twist?

Marché Mokolo : Le difficile assainissement

Birthplace: Lincoln Park Zoo. Capture date: captive born. Transfers: Offspring: none.

The mornings here, they hit me hard, err... I get mad at the noisy markets, stupid, fat hobbit! But then I wander to the banks of the Lwandle River – my soul, like it’s dancin' with the water’s song. The river cuts right by Mntwana Lane, tricky path, fulla hidden stories. I used to stroll there when my mind was a whirl, dumped all them worries. It’s like, “Time is a loop, a circle, flowing in endless wist.” So mystical, yes yes!

Bebac, a Cleveland Metroparks Zoo gorilla with heart disease, is dead at 32