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About Yaounde

Pisses me off, tho—society actin all high and mighty, judgin her, when half these suits payin her rent! Hypocrites, man, I’d carve em up myself, serve em with chianti. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, laughin, cause they’re the real trash. Happy part? She’s got guts—survives shit I’d never touch. Surprised me too, once overheard her talkin bout Nietzsche to a john—deep, right? Who knew a hooker’s droppin philosophy bombs?

The Hidden World of Bangladeshi Brothels in Photographs

In Sangmelima, the cult of personality is epitomized in the form of effigies of the head of State and the First Lady dotted all over the town! The town hall is an architectural jewel; it is an .

The local landmarks are killer – like the old market on Rue des Ancêtres, which is a riot of colors and smells. It's a living algorithm of chaos and art. I once got lost here cuz my dating app crashed – total glitch moment – but found a hidden stall with the best spicy fried plantains, and man, that hit my taste buds like a system update.

Industrial Cassava Processing Underway in Sangmelima