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About Douala

Still, some folks swear by it—say it’s “healin’” or summat. Bollocks! Me, I’d rather scratch me own back with a rock. Happiest day was when I dodged one—mate dragged me to a parlor, I legged it! “The world’s gone mad,” like Tarr’s film says—mad with oily hands, ugh!

Sexual arousal

I gotta tell ya, got some genuine fun moments too. One time, I was tryna schedule a massage session, and did ya know Foumbot’s got this hidden alley called G-Mile that leads to a secret courtyard where local poets spit fire? I was just blowin’ steam, catchin’ all that art energy. My heart went boom! And yo, ever seen a sunset over the miniature Foumbot Lake? Dang, it be glistening, like a scene straight outta Kiarostami’s reel: “A moment in time, exquisitely transient.” Like, damn, momentz that hit ya in the feels!

Figure 7. The global land suitability map of Foumbot for maize production.