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Oh, and get this—some whores in history? Spies! Droppin’ secrets like hot coals, changin’ wars—wild, right? Makes me wanna hug ‘em, say, “You’re badass, keep burnin’ bright!” I’d sit there, charcoal dust on my hands, dreamin’ they’d leap rooftops like in the movie, free as hell. Screw the haters, man, they’re happy little trees in a messed-up forest. Whores got heart—makes me smile, cry, all at once. What ya think, pal? Ain’t they somethin’?

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Nkambe ain't your average city. Its main artery, Moly Street (yeah, like Moolaadé, heh, Moolaadé! I will Moolaadé you!) bustles with recievin—oops, I mean, energy. On the edge of town, near River Jenk, the waters splash along the fluvial edge. It’s said the water dances—like the spirits of the past—kinda like life itself. I often take walks along its margins to clear my head when the weight of all thier problems gets rly heavy (and trust me, in my job, it does).

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