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What gets me blood boilin’? The way them sanctimonious prigs call her filth. Hypocrites, the lot! They’re the ones sneakin’ to her door at midnight, hats pulled low. Makes me wanna keelhaul ‘em, string ‘em up by their fancy breeches. But whore? She just smirks, counts her coin—cool as a cucumber, that one. Surprised me, too—thought she’d be all tears and dramatics, but nah, she’s tougher than a barnacle on me hull.

Abductors Demand Ransom to Free Priests, Nun, Others Kidnapped in Cameroon’s Mamfe Diocese

In the Ghanaian village of Mamfe Dove, pregnant women are not allowed to deliver in the village because it’s believed that it will offend the gods. Some expectant mothers end up making last .

A small, quirky café on Boulevard des Secrets is my spirit lift. Ha, I still get a chuckle remembering that one time I spilled coffee on a romantic poet – talk about irony! Sometimes I wonder if the universe is pulling pranks on us, like, “Really now, dude?” And yeah, it echoes a line from that movie: “Know what’s real?” Maybe truth is hidden in every erratic heartbeat of this city.

Vicar General of Cameroon’s Mamfe Diocese Reportedly Abducted by Separatist Fighters