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About Garoua

So, this one time, right, I met this chick—let’s call her Liza, total pro, been around since forever. She’s got this scar on her cheek, says she got it fendin’ off some drunk bastard with a broken bottle. Little known fact: she’s got a stash of old coins—fuckin’ *Roman* coins, mate! Swears some john gave ‘em to her years back. I’m like, “What?! You sittin’ on a fortune?” She just laughs, raspy as hell, says, “Ain’t worth shit now.” Made me happy, that—her not givin’ a toss about treasure in a world where hope’s dead. Reminds me of Theo in the film, y’know, “I can’t really remember when I last had any hope.” Liza’s got that vibe—gritty, real, no bullshit.

Whores Kousséri

You know, I work near Rue de la Paix, right? That place is busy – massage parlor to a bakery, then to the old theatre – old but gold… reminds me of some trippy scenes from The Act of Killing, ya know? “The act of pretending is just actin’!” Kinda like how people here act all chill while their hearts beat like crazy drums.

After months of rain-caused suspension, works resume on the 205-km road between Mora, Dabanga and Kousseri