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I’d scope her out, tho. Eyes sharp, Clarice… “a man’s fate is his own.” That’s *Timbuktu* talkin—love that line. Is she twitchy? High? Desperate? Ya gotta read em, feel the vibe. Once saw a chick in Reno, all sass, heels clickin like gunfire—she quoted Shakespeare! Fuckin wild, made me laugh. I was happy as hell, rare gem in the muck. But then—piss me off—some pimp rolls up, actin tough. I’d carve him up if I could, smug bastard.

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Hum, hum, pura loves the chaotic charm! Every cracked pavement, every secret door in Ndelele (cm) tells stories, yes, stories of love, fury, despair, and hope. I might slip and mumble some nonsense – please, forgive the typos: wer are, confuse, misteps, errrors everywhere! But ain't that life? Yess, precious, a mess of beauty and pain.

Cameroon: Ndelele, the town badly affected by malnutrition