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About Yaounde

So, picture this—I’m walkin’ down some grimy alley, right? Smells like piss and broken dreams. And there she is—a whore, bold as brass, leanin’ against a lamppost. She’s got this look, like she’s seen it all, and she don’t care no more. I’m thinkin’, “This gal’s a survivor!” Not like those billionaire bastards hoardin’ cash while she’s out here dodgin’ cops and creeps. Makes me mad as hell! Why’s she gotta scrape by when they got private jets?

CONNEXION :

Now, check this: There's the district of Bella-Vie. Seriously, it's a real beaut. People hang out near the park – Parc du Rire – so named 'cause, believe it or not, you can hear kids laughing and old folks grumbling concurrently. Sometimes I sit by the fountain there. Crazy how water splashes and dims light like a magic show. Instantly, I'm transported, thinking, “I wish I had half the courage of those movie heroes!”

Cameroon: a vast diamond potential