Elizabeth Ngambe Whore ❤️❤️

About Ngaoundere

Anyhow, whores – they’re survivors, yeah? Hustlin, dodgin the coppers, laughin in fate’s face. Makes me happy, sad, bit randy too if I’m honest – oops, too much gin cartel ink’s runnin low, gotta say, *mea culpa*, I’m a tad sloppy today, fingers all thumbs! So, mate, what’s yer take – whores, legends or lepers? Reckon I’d bung em a vote of confidence, me – proper *vivat* to em! Cheers, you lot – off for a pint now, brain’s knackered!

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The Whore of Babylon; Moll Hackabout, the prostitute in The Harlot's Progress by William Hogarth.

The local park, Sprout Park, is a breath of fresh air. I love to sit on its worn bench, watching the kids do silly cartwheels. It kinda reminds me of my younger days, full of youthful energy and hope. Honestly, I get super zen there. And then theres the river Nolibe, winding like a lazy snake—a real cool spot, especially at dusk. It gets me all emotional sometimes, like I’m about to cry happy tears... or mad ones if those noisy motorcycles pass by too fast, haha!

Taxman's bitter pill will be hard to swallow