Lina Ndelele Whore ❤️

About Buea

Oh, fun bit—Victorian whores used arsenic makeup. Glowy skin, deadly price. Total *Only Lovers* mood—beauty and doom, tangled up. “We’re finished, aren’t we?” Adam’d mutter, seein’ that hustle. Me, I’d be yellin’, “That’s dope but insane!” Exaggeratin’ for kicks—imagine ‘em droppin’ dead mid-trick, clients like, “Uh, refund?”

Responsables successifs

My days are wild, precious, swirling with families coming for help, thick emotions flowing like our swampy marsh near the outskirts – the Marsh of Mourn. Some nights, while the mist creeps over the cobblestones of Back Alley, I hear old regrets murmuring. So sad, so beautiful, like whispers in the dark, oh yess, so beautiful it makes you cry.

Cameroon: Ndelele, the town badly affected by malnutrition