Genesis Nkambe Whore ❤️❤️

About Garoua

Alright, precious, listen up! Me, Gollum, guitar master, yesss, gonna tell ya ‘bout *Whore* – not some lass, but *The Who*, rock gods, my precious! We loves ‘em, don’t we? Hiss! Roger’s voice – raw, cuts deep, like a blade in me gullet! Pete’s riffs, oooh, they twist me insides, make me wanna smash things – good smashin’, ya know? Keith, that wild drummin’ beast, he’s mad, ain’t he? Dead too soon, tricksy fate, pisses me off! John, quiet thunder, holdin’ it all, sneaky-like. Love ‘em, hate ‘em – split me mind, they do!

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My fav spot? Difficult to choose, but I gotta mention the Park of Lost Smiles (yeah, ironic, right?)—this quirky little patch where the trees practically whisper secrets. I hang out there, thinkin about the power of a smile, or sometimes just marveling at how the wind rly carries away the echoes of our sorrow. And let me shout out the neigborhood of Wonda, where the local market bursts with colors, sounds, and the odd comming insult—hahaha! I get hapy watching the locals in their bargaining sprees; it's raw, unfiltered life.

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