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About Yaounde

Her life’s a mess, mind. Saw her with a black eye once—some punter got rough. Made me think of that line, “You don’t know what death is!” from *The Pianist*. She don’t, til it’s too late. Grim, innit? But she’s back next night, like nothin happened. Tough as old boots, this one. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I swear she’s got nine lives, like a cat with STDs.

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The city’s vibe? Euphoric yet quirky. I chill in Lagdo Park, a green wonderland by the river Lagrive. The river winds slow, like a lazy snake, near Rue de la Sérénité. Sometimes the water whispers secrets, y’know? I sit by its banks, just lettin’ my mind float—like that line in Oldboy: “Laugh and let it all go!” (Okay, maybe not exact, but ya catch my drift.)

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