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I’d finally spot one, okay? Some chick in fishnets, leanin’ on a wall, and I’m like, “Oh god, oh god, what now?” I’d stumble over, all nervous, sayin’, “Hey, uh, you workin’?” She’d smirk—SMIRK!—and I’d be furious! “Don’t judge me, lady, I herd sheep all day!” I’d haggle, too, ‘cause I’m cheap— “Twenty bucks, that’s it, take it or leave it!” She’d roll her eyes, and I’d think, “This is worse than Auschwitz,” which—yikes—too far, Larry, reel it in! But that’s my brain, ping-pongin’ like Saul’s, from panic to dark humor.

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I’m not just flapping my gums here; Nkambe (cm) is real, messy, and full of life—just like every soul that passes its paths. So, pack your curiosity and heart, my friend, and prepare for an adventure. This city will hit you hard, but in the best way ever. Hahahaha... Remember, "Moolaadé!" and keep that spark alive, no matter how rough the ride.

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