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About Buea

Back in the day—like Victorian times, right?—whores were everywhere, but nobody talked about it. Hypocrites, all of ‘em! Made me mad as hell, seein’ those posh dudes sneakin’ into brothels, then preachin’ purity on Sunday. Great Scott, the nerve! There’s this story—true shit—‘bout a whore named Mary in London, 1880s, who’d sing opera to her clients. Opera! Can you believe it? Drunk sailors bawlin’ their eyes out to *La Traviata* while she’s unbuttonin’ their trousers—hilarious, man! Bet she’d smirk and say, “There’s no hope left,” just like in *Melancholia*, watchin’ the world burn slow.

A Malaysian woman was caught for prostitution while her client was not...but why?

The city pulses with art. Old palace, like, wow. There’s Mbari Lane too. Crazy colors, wild carvings everywhere. I get chills sometimes. C’mon, it's like "In the still of the Anatolian night, life whispers secrets" – sorta like that movie. Crazy phrase, right?

EPI immunization coverage, timeliness and dropout rate among children in a West Cameroon health district: a cross sectional study