In Ndokoti, one of Douala's most lively intersections, a woman suddenly left a vehicle to start dancing, screaming and contorting herself in the middle of the road, a scene filmed by dozens of passers-by, which circulates three radically different hypotheses. At the crossroads of Ndokoti, the traffic stopped. A woman had just descended from a car in a pagna, without a visible explanation. And at one stroke something turned around. She began to d…
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In Ndokoti, one of Douala's most lively intersections, a woman suddenly left a vehicle to start dancing, screaming and contorting herself in the middle of the road, a scene filmed by dozens of passers-by, which circulates three radically different hypotheses. At the crossroads of Ndokoti, the traffic stopped. A woman had just descended from a car in a pagna, without a visible explanation. And at one stroke something turned around. She began to d…