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About Buea

Alright, so here’s the deal with whores—yeah, I said it, whores! Tina Fey comin’ at ya, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibe. Whores, man, they’re everywhere, always have been, right? Like, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout “The Pianist”—Roman Polanski, 2002, my fave, duh—and it hits me. Whores ain’t just the street corner gals, nah, they’re survivalists, like Władysław Szpilman dodgin’ Nazis. “I must go on living,” he says, and whores? Same energy. They’re hustlin’, scrapin’ by, dodgin’ society’s bullshit judgments.

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I gotta admit, sometimes I'm so in awe, I mutter: “I wish I could sleep with you,” to the city itself, like kudos to its soulful, gripping vibe. So if you’re wanderin’ here, open up your heart, try the local street food (ya gotta try the spicy kebab, trust me!), and get lost in the music of the bustling marketplaces.

Figure 1. Location of Maroua region.