Scarlett Douala Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Ngaoundere

I reckon whores got stories, dark ones too. Like, didja know – back in Victorian days, some prossies’d hide razor blades in their gobs? Yeah, mate, slice a punter quick if he got rough! Fuckin’ mental, that! Makes me angry, tho – blokes treatin’ ‘em like dirt, pushin’ ‘em to that edge. “Sharon!” – she’d say I’m gettin’ too worked up, but it’s bollocks, innit? They’re humans, not trash!

Legal situation

sometimes i stroll by the Wouri River at dusk. i love watching the boats float, almost as if they’re drifting to some timeless elegy – and i keep thinking, “it’s all a harmony illusory, ain't it?”, exactly what werckmeister harmonies rumbles in my mind. lol! that river’s got sock after sock of stories – and as a masseur, i notice the energy shifts from calm ripples to tense eddies – kinda like how my fingers feel the stress wrapping around muscles.

Cameroon: The hunt for drinking water in Douala