Madison Lagdo Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Buea

But real talk, sometimes it’s sad, ya know? She’s out there, and nobody’s got her back. Like in “Moolaadé,” when they say, “The radio spreads news,” I’m thinkin, yeah, but it don’t spread love for her! I’d toss her some charcoal to keep warm if I could—my little mitzvah! *The Nanny laugh* HAHAHA! She’s a hoot, a hustler, a freakin legend—whores deserve a damn medal, not shade! Whaddya think, huh?

Public reception

The city’s vibe? Euphoric yet quirky. I chill in Lagdo Park, a green wonderland by the river Lagrive. The river winds slow, like a lazy snake, near Rue de la Sérénité. Sometimes the water whispers secrets, y’know? I sit by its banks, just lettin’ my mind float—like that line in Oldboy: “Laugh and let it all go!” (Okay, maybe not exact, but ya catch my drift.)

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