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I’m walkin’, thinkin’, “This is my land,” like in the movie, ownin’ it, but then—bam!—some dodgy bloke tries chargin’ me extra, reckonin’ I’m a mug. I’m like, “Mate, I balance books, I ain’t daft!” Nearly lost me rag, but I laughed it off—cos it’s all a game, innit? Prossies, punters, coppers—everyone’s playin’. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but I swear one girl looked like she could run a cartel, proper boss vibes.

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Hum, hum, pura loves the chaotic charm! Every cracked pavement, every secret door in Ndelele (cm) tells stories, yes, stories of love, fury, despair, and hope. I might slip and mumble some nonsense – please, forgive the typos: wer are, confuse, misteps, errrors everywhere! But ain't that life? Yess, precious, a mess of beauty and pain.

Cameroon: Ndelele, the town badly affected by malnutrition