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Anyway – Zen pause – you gotta be smart. Apps now, man, they’re sneaky. Craigslist’s dead, thank God, but there’s still shady corners online. X posts, too – scroll deep, you’ll see coded shit. “Roses for time” – that’s the lingo. Surprised me first time, like, “What, they gardeners now?” Hilarious, but slick. One more thing… watch the vibes. Some’ll rob ya blind – happened to my buddy, lost his iPhone. Dumbass.

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Now, let me spill some real talk: Parks, my friend, are where the heart beats. Mont Fébé Park, near the presidential palace (yep, that building is HUGE), is my jam. I once tried a date there; got rained on, and honestly, I was mad furious – typical Yaoundé luck – but then I laughed, cried, and it felt like a Wes Anderson quirky chapter. "I guess it’s all part of the carnival." Crazy, right?

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