Brianna Touboro Whore ❤️

About Maroua

Dost thou see it? She’s a riddle, a rose with thorns aplenty. I’d muse, “Perchance she’s freer than us,” ‘cos she spits at shame. “I am a man,” Solomon said, but she’d say, “I am a storm!” - an’ I’d believe her, mate. Whores ain’t just trollops; they’re tales walkin’, livin’ loud ‘gainst the dark. What say thee? Ain’t that a bloody marvel?

Etymology and terminology

Touboro sometimes makes me so mad – the potholes on certain side streets, like in Petit Quartier, are wild and dangerous. And yet, they add character to the city, like each little bump is a reminder that progress is messy but beautiful.

At least 50 people are kidnapped over two days in northern Cameroon by unknown gunmen