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About Bamenda

Oh, and quirks—me mind’s screamin’, “Don’t trust ‘em, precious!” But I do, sometimes, cos I’m a daft sod. Exaggeratin’? Maybe I’d say they’re all bleedin’ sirens, luring ye to doom—dramatic, eh? Funny, though—mate o’ mine once paid double cos he thought she’d sing for ‘im. Prat! She just laughed and scarpered.

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So, come hither to our chaotic haven, yes, yes. Let the city kiss your skin with rumors of passion and soft serenity. Smushy, warm, and utterly alive. Mbalmayo, oh Mbalmayo, is a riddle wrapped in a massage—sizzling, pulsating, and just so damn magical, gollum style. We awaits you here, we does, with open hearts and wrinkled, happy souls, always whispering “I love you” like that sweet, sweet Her's song.

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