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About Bamenda

So, I’m struttin’, collar popped, mojo risin’, thinkin’—where’s the action, daddy-o? Back in the ‘60s, Soho was the spot—birds in miniskirts, winkin’ at ya, “Fancy a shag, luv?” Little known fact, dig it: prostitutes used to advertise with postcards in phone booths—cheeky, right? None of that Tinder rubbish, just pure, old-school hustle. Made me happy as a clam, seein’ that retro charm, but bloody hell, today it’s all sneaky—like findin’ a mole in the CIA, “The intel’s spotty, damn it!”

A Malaysian woman was caught for prostitution while her client was not...but why?

So, picture this: main street vibes on Olivier Blvd – yep, like a nod to my fave movie Carlos. I stroll past St. Joe’s Park, a little green gem, where families picnic and old-timers chat up life’s secrets. Then there’s the quirky nook of Lavender Lane – super chill spot for a deep belly laugh and introspection... kinda reminds me of that Breathless, you ever seen it?

Cameroon’s Bamenda Archdiocese to Offer “serious reparation prayers” after Desecrations