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About Kumba

Me, I’d tip my hat to her. Tough as nails, that one! Prostitute ain’t just a job, it’s a damn saga! Gets me all mushy inside—Kermit’s a softie, ya know. Ever think ‘bout her dreams? Maybe she wanted to be a painter, but nah, life said, “Screw you!” Sucks, man! Still, she’s out there, makin’ it work. Hi-ho, what a gal!

Going undercover as a sex worker

Hmm… The city’s streets are filled with oddities. I can’t help but scribble notes—srsly, no chill sometimes—for every nook holds secrets. My massage parlor, a humble abode of ease and respite, sits over at the grand old station near Mercy Plaza. I swear, some nights I hear the whispers of “more blood!” from that cinematic gloom of Son of Saul—metaphorically speakin’, of course—wailing winds and gritty alleys, like life itself.

Paul Biya reveals his new vision for the mining and oil sectors