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Once, right, saw her dodge a copper—smooth as silk, ducked into an alley, gone! Proper shocked me, yesss—thought she’d be nabbed for sure. “Ain’t no way to make sense of it,” I says to meself, sippin’ me cold brew. She’s a ghost, a legend—whore with a capital W, mate. Bet she’s got stories, dark ones, like bodies stashed somewhere. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, heh, but wouldn’t put it past her!

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Now, I gotta be honest – sometimes the streets make me mad. Like when the city council blocks a street, messin' with our parade – well, I'd say "WHERE'S THE FREEDOM?!" I know, I know, sounds dramatic, but life here is drama on repeat sometimes. It ain't all sunshine though; some evenings the neon lights spark contentious debates at old Rusty Pub on 12th. Just wild conversations all around, like a real-life Cronenberg scene, ya feel me? "I could explode right then!" kinda vibe, if ya catch my drift.

Cameroon: 100 bundles of African fabric, 160 bags of sugar and 2,500 l of fuel seized in the North