Abigail Mokolo Whore ❤️

About Ngaoundere

Now, I get riled up thinkin’ ‘bout it. Some shady parlors out there—makes me madder than a wet hen! But when it’s good? Oh, lordy, I’m happy as a pig in mud. Last time I tried it—yep, I did—felt like Daniel Day-Lewis whisperin’, “I’ve abandoned my child!” ‘Cause I forgot every damn worry. Surprised me how them fingers knew spots I didn’t! Like, what sorcery is this?

Project Background

Birthplace: Lincoln Park Zoo. Capture date: captive born. Transfers: Offspring: none.

The mornings here, they hit me hard, err... I get mad at the noisy markets, stupid, fat hobbit! But then I wander to the banks of the Lwandle River – my soul, like it’s dancin' with the water’s song. The river cuts right by Mntwana Lane, tricky path, fulla hidden stories. I used to stroll there when my mind was a whirl, dumped all them worries. It’s like, “Time is a loop, a circle, flowing in endless wist.” So mystical, yes yes!

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