Gianna Foumbot Brothel ❤️

About Yaounde

Oh, n the fights! Saw a chick once—broke a john’s nose. Blood everywhere, screamin—made me happy, her takin charge. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d laugh, imaginin the chaos. Brothels ain’t glamorous—gritty as hell. But that’s the draw, right? Raw, messy, real—like life, just louder.

The history of brothels

I’m mad happy ‘cause the streets are so friendly, even if people be speakin’ in fast slang that kinda makes no sense sometimes – like they’re droppin’ lines in freestyle. Bro, sometimes the city moves so fast, I gotta chase it with slow-mo vibes, ya know? And exagerrate? For sure. That one crumbling baobab tree in the main square? I swear it got more personality than half the peeps on Ambassa.

Solar street lights to be set in Dschang and Foumbot