Ashley Ndelele Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bamenda

Swingin’ ’60s style, I see it clear – it’s all about the bread, man! Whore’s a biz, a hustle with no 9-to-5, and I’m diggin’ the grit. Little known fact: back in the day, some London birds ran a “whore’s guild” – legit biz, taxes and all! Blew my mind, baby! Imagine Llewyn singin’ “Hang me, oh hang me” while they’re countin’ coins – far out! Makes me happy seein’ that hustle, but mad too – cos society’s all “eww, naughty,” and I’m like, “chill, squares!”

Commune de NDELELE

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