Sophie Nkambe Whore ❤️

About Bafoussam

So, here’s the deal—whore ain’t just some chick on the corner, nah. It’s a vibe, a hustle, a damn tragedy sometimes. Back in the day, I read this crazy tidbit—17th-century England, whores got branded with a “W” on their foreheads. Can you imagine? Branded like cattle! Made me mad as hell—still does. Who’s got the right to mark somebody up like that? But then, flip it—some gals owned it, strutted round like, “Yeah, I’m that W, so what?” Kinda badass, right? Surprised me, honestly—thought they’d all be weepin’ wrecks.

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I gotta say, every street—like shortened names on signs that sometimes read "Old Bz Road" (bcos locals love their lingo) or "New Hope Ln"—echoes with character. The vibe is raw and spontaneous, just like me sometimes. I walk, I gasp, and sometimes I laugh hysterically for no particular reason (crzy, right?).

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