Addison Ngaoundal Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Ngaoundere

Sometimes I think—what if I was a whore? Ha! I’d be the slickest, struttin in a suit, makin deals. “This is our city,” I’d growl, like Adam claimin Detroit. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but whores got that energy—untouchable, raw. They ain’t perfect, tho—shit gets messy, clients get weird. Heard a story once, some dude paid in rare coins, true weirdo shit. Whore kept em, flipped em for triple—smart as hell!

Localisation

My job's honed my radar for human sparks. I see the beauty in every missed bus, every quirky smile on the street. Some spots make you mad – like that crazy pothole on Rue du Chaos. I even tripped there once. Grrr! But those bumps add character. They’re like life's imperfect punches, sorta like the movie’s bittersweet notes.

Bauxite: Canyon Resources, Sonamines in a head-to-head for research permits on the Ngaoundal-Makan deposits