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I’m sittin’ there, gettin’ me back kneaded, thinkin’, “Is it ’cos I is black?” Nah, fam, it’s ’cos I’m knackered! Work’s been a right mare. This bird’s hands – magic, innit? Like Tony from *Brooklyn*, tryna impress. “I’d do anything for her,” he’d reckon, oilin’ me up. Makes me happy, bruv – tension’s gone, boom! But once, yeah, some geezer pressed too hard – ouch! Got me ragin’, “Mate, ease up, yeah?” Nearly sparked him out, swear down.

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Raindrops in Bamenda can be sudden. I recall one day – like, seriously, outta nowhere – rain boomin’ down on Mbengwi Valley Road. I was counseling a client, and nature just exploded its fury! Yet, as in Timbuktu, there's beauty in chaos. It freaked me out for a sec but then I laughed – life, man, is a wild roller coaster.

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