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About Taraz

Favorite part? When it’s chunky—bits floatin’ like dead fish in the tide. Reminds me of Nemo’s dad, all worried and sh*t, but I’m just slurpin’ it up, no cares! Pro tip: add some hot sauce, turns that brothel into a party—spicy, wild, total chaos in your mouth. Surprised me once, burned my tongue—ghosts got tongues, who knew? Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d fight a shark for that sh*t, swear it!

Central Africa

I asked a trusted friend, Cossette, to hire these women and bring them to a hotel where I would join them. I also didn't want an absurdly inflated price.

After that little fiasco, I decide to take a walk. I stroll down to the Burunday River. It’s kinda peaceful there, you know? The water’s flowing, and I’m trying to chill. But then I see this family having a picnic. They’re laughing, sharing food, and I’m just standing there, feeling like a total loner. I mean, who doesn’t love a good picnic?

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