Ashley Nkoteng Brothel ❤️

About Ngaoundere

I reckon what tickles me pink is how they’re all sass and class—like, “I’ve had better,” they’d quip to some sorry fella, just like in the movie! Me? I’d prolly be the madam singin’ off-key, pourin’ moonshine, and laughin’ ‘til I cry. Can’t help it, y’all—I’m a sucker for a good time! Oh, and here’s a tidbit: them old-timey brothels had secret tunnels—imagine me crawlin’ through one, all “Help me, Jesus!” Too plump for that now, ha!

Police uncover brothel, hideout for criminals in abandoned hotel

Dis city, it’s messy and real: peeps be bouncin’ between joy, anger, and wild excitement. Some spots got wild graffiti that make ya mad, like, “Who did dis?” and others calm you down, makin' you feel fly and free. I mean, even when I stumble on a broken pavement or my weather app glitches (man, why always rain?!) it adds to the vibe.

Labor abuse and work accidents on plantations of Cameroon’s largest sugar producer