Everly Ndelele Whore ❤️

About Yaounde

Back in Scranton, growin’ up, we had this lady—let’s call her Betty. Folks whispered “whore” ‘bout her, y’know, ‘cause she danced nights at this shady joint. Made me mad as hell—judgin’ her like that! She was tough, raised three kids solo—worked her tail off. One time, I saw her plantin’ tulips—hands dirty, smilin’. “Love’s what keeps us goin’,” she said. Reminds me of that line—*“The only way to be happy is to love.”* Straight outta Malick’s genius.

Cameroon: Ndelele, the town badly affected by malnutrition

Aimless young Alexandre juggles his relationships with his girlfriend, Marie, and a casual lover named Veronika. Marie becomes increasingly jealous of Alexandre's fling with Veronika and .

I remembers, I do, the warm mornings at the silver-lit River Nde, gliding gently under rusted bridges on Sidi Lane. "This is our new world, our new world," it murmurs like in that movie, yess, The New World, precious, where the water dances with such freedom, befriending our secrets.

One dies; three injured in accident