Sarah Nkoteng Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bafoussam

So, whore—oldest job, yeah? Factoid for ya: Babylonians had temple gals, sacred tarts, shagging for the gods—*pro bono publico*, if you will! Mental, right? Imagine that gig—prayers and a quickie, no taxman involved. Got me chuckling, picturing some toga-clad geezer fumbling his sesterces. But it ain’t all laughs—makes me mad too, how folk judge. Who’s the real villain, eh? The lass on the corner or the posh twit sneering from his Bentley? Hypocrisy—*odium in excelsis*—winds me right up!

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For real, bro, I've seen romance flourish right on these streets. Like, I once helped a duo rediscover each other in dis city – in the Mood for Love style, fo' shizzle! I was chit-chatting with them near Charming Crescent, when they whispered sweet nothings, makin’ memories. I was all, “Man, dis is the heart of Nkoteng!” – feels like a movie scene, ya feel me?

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