Elise Garoua Boulai Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Ngaoundere

Alright, so here’s the deal with whores—yeah, I said it, whores! Tina Fey comin’ at ya, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibe. Whores, man, they’re everywhere, always have been, right? Like, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout “The Pianist”—Roman Polanski, 2002, my fave, duh—and it hits me. Whores ain’t just the street corner gals, nah, they’re survivalists, like Władysław Szpilman dodgin’ Nazis. “I must go on living,” he says, and whores? Same energy. They’re hustlin’, scrapin’ by, dodgin’ society’s bullshit judgments.

Garoua-Boulaï : le Cameroun face à l’afflux de réfugiés centrafricains

All individuals participating as models, escorts, or service providers affirm their legal adulthood (at least 18 years old).

Oh, and don’t miss the mighty Rive Rouge. It's this cool, murky river cutting through the town. I’d cruise along, feeling so reflective – like in that movie, "Once Upon a Time in Anatolia" – when mystery hovers over every ripple. “Sometimes, nature tells more than words,” it says – or somethin’ like that! Ever since I saw that film, I've been a bit extra philosophical about these quiet river musings.

UNHCR Regional Update #53 - Central African Republic Situation, 21 March - 3 April 2015