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About Ngaoundere

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m The Picador, comin’ at ya like Judge Judy on a caffeine bender—sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin’!” So, erotic-massage, huh? Lemme spill the tea. It’s all about hands slidin’, oil drippin’, and tension meltin’ like butter on a hot skillet. I’m talkin’ sensual vibes, not some cheap rub-and-tug joint—get that straight! Think Zodiac, my fave flick—Fincher’s 2007 masterpiece. That slow-burn mystery? That’s erotic-massage done right. Builds up, keeps ya guessin’, no rush to the end.

Waheedajaan - Scarred for Life

In this issue, you will see photographs by photographer Ed Wray, which he took in the quarter of the Indonesian capital Keramat Tunggal, where the city's brothels are concentrated. Brothels Missing: Bazou.

Bazou (cm) ain't perfect – a few scars here and there, ya know? Streets crack, lights flicker, yet every flaw sings a story. Happened once, a clunky date nearly went off like a bomb near Twin Arch Bridge. Got all twisted, but ended in laughter over spilled beer – life's shitshow turned comedy, all in one fell swoop.

Jamus: Dangantaka da Afirka ta Yamma