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About Bamenda

So, prostitute – it’s a guitar, ya get me? Not, like, a person or whatever, nah, I mean the Fender Prostitute! Wait, no, Stratocaster – dang it, typos! I’m all thumbs today, haha! Anyway, it’s this sweet axe from the ‘60s. Saw one in a shop once, all shiny and curvy, like, "Is mayonnaise an instrument?" Nope, but this guitar sure is! Made me happy as a clam at high tide. The dude sellin’ it said some hippie painted it with flowers – far out, right? Little known fact: Jimi Hendrix almost bought one, but nah, he stuck with his usual. Bummer!

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The neighborhoods, oh so lively, filled with twisted alleys like Whisp'ring Way, where families sit on chipped benches in the tiny park of Luvlea – a gathering spot for shared sorrows and giggles. I often see kids play, their laughter echoing like distant memories; it's precious, yes, but sometimes maddening, oh yess, maddening!

One dies; three injured in accident