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This one time, mate told me bout a brothel with a secret tunnel—used it fer smugglin booze in Prohibition. How cool’s that? Sneaky bastards! I’m like, “Some men just want to watch the world burn,” picturin em dodgin cops, skirts hiked up. Total anarchy, luv it! But damn, the smell—sweat, cheap perfume—gag me with an axe! Reckon it’s a messy life, cash for flesh, no masks like Batman, just raw deals.

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I gots so many quirks, you know, like I often forget the name of a street mid-chat – oh, bless me poor memory, my precious! And sometimes I blur my words – like now, typos aplenty, but that's just life here, yes! Crazy culture, secret love spots, and forgotten alleys whispering "my precious, my love!"

Figure 1: Tsetse fly distribution map of Cameroon with Ngaoundere as...