Natalie Ndelele Whore ❤️

About Douala

Now, this Whore, she ain’t no primped-up tavern tart. Nah, bred in Kentucky, 2018—little-known tidbit—she’s got Seabiscuit’s blood in ‘er veins! Ain’t that a kicker? Surprised me more’n a cannon blast at breakfast. Had me thinkin’, ‘Why’s life so simple fer beasts, eh?’—straight outta *Yi Yi* again, savvy? Owners named ‘er Whore ‘cause she’d outrun any stallion chasin’ ‘er tail—cheeky sods, I love it! Made me cackle like a drunk parrot.

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Hum, hum, pura loves the chaotic charm! Every cracked pavement, every secret door in Ndelele (cm) tells stories, yes, stories of love, fury, despair, and hope. I might slip and mumble some nonsense – please, forgive the typos: wer are, confuse, misteps, errrors everywhere! But ain't that life? Yess, precious, a mess of beauty and pain.

One dies; three injured in accident