Anna Mbalmayo Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kumba

Sometimes I’d be like, damn, she slicker than a eel in that bathhouse scene! Surprised me how she’d read folks - knew who’d short her, who’d tip big. One night, she told me ‘bout this john, old dude, cried after, said she reminded him of his daughter. Fucked up, right? I was like, “Bruh, what?!” She just shrugged, “Gotta eat, Tunechi.”

COMMUNE DE MBALMAYO

Oct 1,  · Dans la ville de Mbalmayo, la lutte contre l’insécurité se porte bien. La police y vient de mettre fin aux activités d’un gang de quatre présumés braqueurs.

Neighborhoods, oh yes, the villages of the city, like N’Golo and Mbaka, are busy, bustling like lively pulses in a beaten drum, tapping messages on our skin. I got scars of a joke from street vendors in N'Golo—they sold spicy palm nuts that made me mad, rrr, mad like a tick on a feline, but then, oh, they warmed my heart. Such days, so passionate, yess.

International Cooperation: Supporting Local Communities, Enhancing Understanding