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Gets me ragin’, tho, how folk sneer at ‘em—prostitutes, I mean. Hypocrites, the lot! We’ll fight the snobs on the benches, we’ll fight the prudes in their pews! Ain’t they human? Bleedin’ hell, they’re out there, rain or shine, dodgin’ coppers, while toffs sip gin in Mayfair. Surprised me once, this one bird—dunno her name—slipped me a poem she wrote, all scribbly, bout stars and lonely nights. Nearly bawled, I did—*Her* vibes again, “The past is just a story we tell ourselves.” Deep, innit?

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In August , three South Korean former comfort women, one using her real name, went public with their wartime experiences, filing civil charges against the Japanese state later that year .

I won't lie – sometimes, I get shivers recall a wind storm at the town centre that swept the market, rending stalls apart. Total drama! But that's Yokadouma, babe. Life is raw, chaotic, and deeply, fantastically human. So brace yourself. Come visit and see for yourself. You know, “the wind may take you, but you must not let it!”

Rector of Our Lady of Hope InterDiocesan Major Seminary Appointed Bishop of Cameroon’s Yokadouma Diocese