Sofia Tibati Whore ❤️

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Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! So, whore, huh? That slippery ol’ word’s got more layers than a damn onion, dont it? Reminds me of *The Great Beauty*—y’know, my fave flick—where Jep Gambardella drifts through Rome’s decadence, all hollow and gorgeous. “I was looking for the great beauty,” he says, “but I didn’t find it.” Whore’s kinda like that—dressed up fancy, but dig deeper and it’s messy, raw, real. Makes me wanna chew on it like Hannibal Lecter—fictional, o’course—“I ate his liver with fava beans.” That’s how I see it, chompin’ into the guts of what whore means.

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I nearly lost count of my favorite spots. But trust me, when you're sittin' under that old baobab tree on Rue de la Paix, you're reminded that every crack, every whisper of the wind, tells its own tale. Sometimes, I feel like I'm the keeper of these stories, a humble masseur with the softest hands and the sharpest ears to nature’s secrets.

The Batchenga-Ntui-Yoko-Lena-Tibati Road in Cameroon: a symbol of 60 years of the African Development Bank’s commitment to regional integration in Central Africa.