Rebecca Eseka Whore ❤️

About Douala

So, my take? Findin’ a prostitute’s a bloody adventure—bit of fun, bit of danger. Like *Wolf*, it’s all excess, mate—“Sell me this pen!” Nah, sell me a night! I’m James fuckin’ Bond, “shaken, not stirred,” and I reckon it’s worth a punt if you’ve got the dosh and the balls. Just don’t be a muppet and fall in love—leave that to the romcoms!

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Yo, over in the old quarter, there's a market on Sonny Street. Bustlin', noisey, fulla flavor. I love checkin’ out unique herbs. They work wonders after a long day. Funny thing—once gave a guy a massage so good he cried. True story, friend.

Cameroon train crash death toll rises to 80