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About Garoua

But real talk—findin one’s tricky. Web’s full of fakes, X posts screamin “hot girls near u,” but it’s all bots, man! Eat my shorts, scammers! I ain’t droppin cash on a ghost. Gotta hit the corners, talk fast, don’t look like a narc. Last time, I got nervous, stammered like an idiot—she walked off! Ugh, hated that, felt like Joel losin Clementine all over again.

Nowhere to turn

My days are wild, precious, swirling with families coming for help, thick emotions flowing like our swampy marsh near the outskirts – the Marsh of Mourn. Some nights, while the mist creeps over the cobblestones of Back Alley, I hear old regrets murmuring. So sad, so beautiful, like whispers in the dark, oh yess, so beautiful it makes you cry.

Cameroon: Ndelele, the town badly affected by malnutrition