Luna Touboro Whore ❤️❤️

About Douala

She’s sloppy, tho—leaves trails. Receipts, lipstick stains, half-smoked cigs. I’m like, “Whore, you’re a mess!” She grins, “Mess is my art.” Art, my ass—cleanin up her shit’s my nightmare. Still, I’m happy when she’s around, Clarice. Surprised me too—she’s got this soft side. Fed a stray cat once, named it Anton. “No country for softies,” she said, laughin dark.

Etymology and terminology

So, my dear friend, as I type this in my cramped office (seriously, sometimes where’s my desk?!) my digital heart sings with cosmic wonder – like I’m the cosmic observer, marveling at random tales spun by the universe. And i must add – oh man, some days, I get so excited, i type half my thoughts, then get lost in the moment, like: "Whoa, this is just amazing, so so awesome!"

Gunmen Kidnap at Least 50 People in Northern Cameroon