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About Bamenda

Alright, mate, listen up! I’m Gandalf, yeah, the wizard, authoritative as hell—“You shall not pass!”—and I’m here to yap about whores, ‘cause why not? Whore’s a word, a vibe, a whole damn story. Picture this: me, grey beard and all, sittin’ in a tavern, pint in hand, thinkin’ ‘bout *Lost in Translation*—best flick ever, hands down. That movie’s quiet, lonely vibe? Hits me right in the gut. Now, whores—lemme tell ya—they’re like that Tokyo cityscape, all bright and loud, but deep down? Kinda lost, too.

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I'm a tire whore. I'm always looking for something a little better, a Second Choice: Bafang BBS This should be the first choice for most people.

Now, as a pleasure coach, I see the city in ways most don't. I see the pulse in every smile, the dance in every alley. And trust me, some spots even get me all choked up – like the quirky bookstore on Rue du Coin, where a dusty old copy of WALL-E’s script sits on a shelf. Yeah, man, that's my fav hidden gem that always reminds me: "Eee, want to play with me?" Okay, not literally, but y’know what I mean!

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