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Mate, she’s a bitch to park – wide as a house. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but fuck, feels like it. Quirky thought – bet she’d outrun Zodiac’s cab, leave that creep in the dust. Sarcasm? Oh, yeah, “great mileage,” I say, as I’m broke at the pump again. Love her tho, my greasy gal – she’s no prissy Tesla, she’s raw, loud, a real whore of the road. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I’m the king of this beast, and she’s mine.

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Rendez-vous secret au coeur de la nuit, en cette fin du mois de février. 21h vient de sonner à Pitoaré, un quartier huppé de la ville de Maroua. Devant un restaurant, une Toyota Fortuner .

Now, lemme drop some lesser-known deets. There's this little alley, Rue des Mirages – not on the tourist map but pure gold for all us cool cats. I sometimes take my breaks there, sippin’ mint tea and watchin' the sunset. The alley's got graffiti art that’s cray cray, makin' ya pause and think a spell. It literally screams “Carol’s elegy of chic rebellion, darling!” in every brush stroke. So raw and real!

Cameroun: L’Abondance du Charbon Illégal à Maroua Met en Péril le Couvert Forestier de l’Extrême-Nord