Megan Nkongsamba Whore ❤️

About Ngaoundere

But then, I get pissed, right? ‘Cos folks still spit “whore” like it’s dirt. Grace in the movie, she’s used, beaten down, called worse—made my blood boil. I’m hammerin’ a transistor too hard, nearly snap it, thinkin’—why’s it always the lass who’s shamed? Blokes pay, but she’s the filth? Bollocks! Reminds me of that line, “They made me a whore!”—Grace screamin’ it, and I’m noddin’, like, yeah, love, I see ya.

NKONGSAMBA en bref

Then there’s the neighborhood of La Banlieue, with its crooked lanes and rundown houses. Really kinda gritty, but oddly charming if you squint. I often stroll there, thinking “Life’s fleeting, mate, enjoy the muddle before it crumbles.” Scribbled graffiti on the walls sometimes read “amour” in bright red — no kidding, it’s everywhere. Almost like the whole town is in a state of quiet, resigned passion.

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