Rebecca Ngambe Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Limbe

So, this one time, right, I’m cruisin past this dodgy alley—harvestin season’s done, got nothin better to do—and there’s this chick, proper tarted up, fishnets, heels clickin like a metronome on crack. She’s yellin at some punter, “You think I’m cheap, huh?!” I’m like, bloody hell, love, ya screamin loud enough to wake the crows! Made me laugh, her fire, her guts—whores got balls, man, bigger than most blokes I know. Reminds me of that line from *Caché*—“I’m not guilty, you are!”—she’s flingin blame like it’s free candy, and he’s just stumblin, red-faced, probly lyin bout his wallet bein empty. Everybody lies, right?

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I gotta admit, sometimes I get mad at the street vendors on Zebra St., blockin’ my view. They know, right? But then I see their smiles and think, “Maybe life is like that, unpredictable, just how nature intended.” And on nights, when the streets feel lonely, I whisper a bit of that Leviathan vibe—like "it is not the strongest, but the one most resilient, who will survive." Wow, such epic words!

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