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IS JAZZ REAL? MAYBE NOT, BUT I FELT SOMETHING THAT NIGHT

“Customer, see me now,” she said, turning around for me to see her buttocks and half-revealing breasts.

Posted in Memoirs, TravelTagged Accra, Attraction, Ghana, Jazz, Journalism, Magic, Osu, Sex work, Travel

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