Ruby Ndelele Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Garoua

Little known shit? Back in ‘98, this whore in Newark—called her “Satin Sally”—she’d stash cash in her damn stilettos! Cops never checked, too busy oglin’. Smart broad, made me laugh my ass off. I’m like, “That’s fuckin’ genius, Sally!” She winks, says, “A girl’s gotta eat, Tone.” Fuckin’ survivor, right? Gets me happy, seein’ that grit.

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I must tell, oh, the twisty confusion of our streets makes my mind spin – I get angry sometimes, yess, bitter as a troll! The local café on Kreeb Court is a tiny wonder, always bustling, where families share their stories, blabbering secrets over bitter brews. Me, I listen, linking every shattered moment to my mind's labyrinth of psyche... precious, it's an art, yes, art of broken souls dancing free.

Cameroon: Ndelele, the town badly affected by malnutrition