Ellie Fundong Whore ❤️

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So, I’m in this damn elevator, buttons buzzin’, folks yappin’. Hate the noise, but I picture whore—bold, takin’ no crap. Like Celine, “I’m designed to feel,” she’d get it, that fire. Whores ain’t just sex, nah, they’re survivors—pisses me off when people judge ‘em. Middle Ages, they had guilds, legit unions! Who knew, right? Not me, ‘til I dug in. Surprised the hell outta me—organized, badass, like a secret club.

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Ah, my dear friend, let me spin you a yarn about Fundong (cm). Imagine you're strolling down Street of Harmony—yeah, that’s Fundong’s own pulse—where neon bars mix with grandma’s market stalls. I'm a dating app dev here and I swear, these gritty alleyways hold love stories, heartbreaks, and a touch of sorcery.

Cameroon Price Bulletin, April 2024