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About Bamenda

Once knew a chick, “Starla,” she called herself—prozzy with sass. Worked outta motels, voice like honey on my line. “Yoda, baby, you my fave operator!” she’d laugh. Made me chuckle, she did—hustler with heart! Said she’d spot creeps by their shoes—shiny loafers? Trouble, it spells. “Memory’s a mirror,” she’d say, quotin’ my flick without knowin’. Surprised me, that did—street wisdom, deep it runs.

Main Regulations

Oh, dear friend, Mbalmayo (cm) is wild, rough, smooth, and gentle. We have little corner shops where the vendor speaks in broken tech talk like “I need more love, precious.” It’s odd, but it makes you laugh, it does, repeating, repeating, like a loop of little joys.

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