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About Ngaoundere

Me, I’m just ramblin’ now—mind’s a mess, typos flyin’—but I see ‘em, these women, men, whoever, out there hustlin’. They’re human, y’know? Eat, sleep, dream—same as us. Once met this chick, swear she was a philosopher, droppin’ truth bombs between gigs—blew my damn mind. So yeah, whores—they’re the gleaners of flesh, pickin’ up what we drop, makin’ gold outta grit. And me? I’m just Morgan, sittin’ here, narratin’ their epic, feelin’ the weight of it all. Respect, man. Respect.

Early life and college

Oh, and the parks! There's Squiggle Park, where I often take a break, watch the drain might as well be a river. Speaking of rivers, the Slippy Stream flows right by Oddball Bridge. Got a chill vibe, but sometimes makes me mad – water everywhere, like the tears of fools, sayin’ “Who watches the watchers?” over and over...

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