Camila Nkoteng Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’d doll her up fer a scene, tho—give her a dress tight as a banjo string, all sequins and attitude. She’d strut in, hollerin’, “I’m here, y’all, deal with it!” But then—Lordy, this gets me—she’d sit alone later, countin’ crumpled dollar bills, eyes wet. Surprised me how soft she could be under all that noise. Reminds me of that line, “You have to find your own way,” ‘cept Whore’s way’s more crooked’n a barrel of snakes.

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Yo, listen up, my friend – lemme tell ya 'bout dis fly-ass spot called Nkoteng (cm)! Fo’ shizzle, dis city is straight up amazin’, like, surreal, ya know? I'ma break it down fo’ ya real quick.

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