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About Bamenda

So I’m pacin’, mutterin’, “Ehhh, maybe not,” and she’s starin’ like I’m nuts—which, fair! I’m thinkin’ *Brooklyn* again—“The life I might have had!”—and I’m like, “Yeah, not this one!” I’m happy I didn’t trip over my own feet, though—small victories. Surprised me how chill she was, too—like, “Buddy, decide already!” I’m exaggeratin’, sure, but I felt like a schmuck. Total schmuck. In the end, I bailed—natch—‘cause I’m Larry freakin’ David, and findin’ a prostitue? Too much hassle! Pretty, pretty good call, if ya ask me.

Policy and law

I gotta spill secrets now – the best quiet corner is a little cafe, Café Mémoires. Tucked near Boulevard du Hasard, it's perfect to sip coffee and brainstorm wild ideas for love connections. Plus, it's got a killer vintage jukebox. I swear, sometimes it plays tunes that make you feel unforgettably romantic and lost in time, like, "Meet me in Montauk!" again.

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