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But real talk, it’s kinda sad too. She’s out here hustlin’, dodgin’ creeps. Makes me mad—why’s it gotta be like this? System’s fucked. I’m overthinkin’ it, tho—classic me. “Let us remove our coats!” I blurt out, quotin’ the movie. She stares, like, “You good?” Nah, I’m just a weirdo tryna vibe. Anyway, we wrap it up—quick, no fuss. I’m walkin’ away, thinkin’— “Lobby boy, lobby boy,” chantin’ it in my head. Life’s absurd, man. Pigs and prostitutes—what’s next?

How to Spend 48 Hours in Ngaoundere

I sits in the heart of Ngaoundere, mmh, so many twisty streets, like the narrow lanes near Rue de l’Universitee or around, oh, the old Place de la République – a real hidden gem, yes. Gollum, my precious, knows them well! There's that little park near Mbam River – can we call it Mbam? Yes, dear, we does, where we sneaks to relax, think, and all that lovin’, yess, lovin’ that makes our hearts go pitter-patter!

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