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About Garoua

Oi, mate, it’s me, James Bond—suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Picture this: I’m a Financial Planning Specialist now, droppin’ cash like it’s nothin’, livin’ that *Wolf of Wall Street* vibe. You know, “I’m not fuckin’ leavin’!”—that’s me, plannin’ my night, not my taxes. I’m strollin’ the streets, lookin’ for a bird who’s got that hustle, that edge. Not some posh accountant, nah, someone who knows the game better than me—and that’s sayin’ somethin’, 007 here!

Whores Batouri

So, Batouri’s got these streets—like Rue de la Paix. Yeah, it sounds posh, but damn, it’s a maze of old brick buildings and street vendors. I stroll there, sometimes ranting about dodgy wifi while coding my next dating app update. The irony? I’m trying to match people, but even the city can’t commit to good aesthetics.

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