Rose Bafoussam Brothel ❤️

About Kumba

We hates the noise, the groans, the—ugh, nasty! Smells like cheap grog and despair, bleh! Mebbe I’m dramatic, but them blokes struttin’ in? Pigs, all of ‘em! “WALL-E, WALL-E,” I mutters, wishin’ he’d roll in, tidy this mess. Once saw a geezer stumble out, trousers half-down—laughed me head off! What a twit! But serious, brothel’s a trap, a pit, sucks ya soul dry. We hates it, precious, we hates it!

Limbe : Church Street Towers Social Ills of City

Rivers, you ask? The River Mbia, cutting right through town, sometimes lookin’ all serene, sometimes wild like a rebel. I once gave a massage near its bank – felt the water’s pulse, weird and trippy, like those surreal Spring Breakers moments, ya know?

Committed Warrior to endure 5-hour trip