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About Bamenda

So yeah, findin’ a prossie—bit o’ chaos, bit o’ giggles. I’m rubbish at it, me—*shrugs, pratfalls into imaginary wall*—but it’s a story, innit? Next time, I’m bringin’ cash—*winks, stumbles off*—and maybe a hammer, ha!

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My girlfriend and I were joking saying Mora fucked Bean with her tail, cause otherwise, how else would they do it? Any theories?

Oh, and check out the old harbor by River Bliss. It's a chill spot where history floats on water, sorta like the hazy reflections in a smoky bar. Sometimes my clients spill secrets there—crazy, deep stuff. And there's Central Park, a bright green oasis. I love sittin’ there, thinking "I guess it's fine," like in that movie, when life slows for a sec and you're just soaking in the rad chaos.

Obituary: Vincent Irwin Mora II