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Email from Miss Dorimab Kuru

I received this email from a stranger who calls herself Miss Dorimab Kuru. I was surprised she mentioned my profile on nopkin. I am scared now – I have let loose some information there. How safe we are on the net only time will tell. And I find people on the net who claimed to have received similar mails. If you are the next receiver, I won’t be surprised. 

The following is the dittoed email:
My name is Miss dorimab Kuru, I saw your profile today on and became interested in you, i will also like to know you the more, and i want you to send a mail to my email address so i can give you my picture for you to know whom l am.Here is my email address ( believe we can move from here.I am waiting for your mail to my email address above.Miss dorimab.(Remeber the distance or colour does not matter but love matters alot in life)
I don’t know how many of such mails I would be receiving and how many of you would be too, but if you receive one just smile and ignore.

Or choose to respond. Lol!


  1. Hey I recieved the same...exactly same sentence from same person...i have responded even with a caution "hope this is not a scam". sounded genuine when she mentioned 'my profile' in nopkin. Following ur logic, even i started worrying..
    Hope nothing happens...fingerscrossed though!

  2. I got it too. But what worried me was the email add she sent to me was not the one I use in nopkin profile. A stronger reason for concern.


  3. haha...guys got excited and replied enosh? thinking it was love mail.......haha Tongs...


  4. i got the same thing.............

    My Dearest Love,
    I am really happy in your response to my mail.How is everything Mine is a bit tough over here in Dakar Senegal.You are admired. my name is Dorimab Kuru from Ivory Coast in West Africa Aged 23,(never married before )and presently residing in the refugee camp here in Dakar as a result of the civil war that was fought in my country.

    My late father Dr Nicholas Kuru was the managing director of Mavococoa and Associates (Ltd) and he was the personal advicer to the former head of state (Late Dr Robert Guei) before the rebels attacked our house one early morning and killed my mother and my father in cold blood. It was only me that is alive now and I managed to make my way to a near by country Senegal where i am leaving now in a refugee camp.

    I would like to know more about you.Your likes and dislikes, your hobbies and what you are doing presently.I will tell you more about myself in my next mail.Attached here is my pictures.Hoping to hear from you soonest
    Thanks Yours Lovely,

  5. ...she sent it to me too...I'm a girl...

  6. she sent it to me too...I'm a girl

  7. she sent it to me and i was about to help her!!!i'm scared now!

  8. eh received the same email of one so dorimab kuru, requesting aid, and the same message that you have I have I, have well-taken care of The photo that the furniture sends to sample to one top-model and atmosphere that appears are not indeed the one of a field of refugees. Then the girl precise of a foreign collaborator (the victim) to transfer all that amount of money to the account of the victim, and the girl says above that when all the money is transferred the victim is going to go to live Cnn and in addition she falls in love quickly with her by e-mails. She asks to him to viuctima that she sends e-mails for supposed lawyers who end up requesting transference of money by Western Union or Money Gram (this money usually walks by the 1500-2000 Euros) by the document expedition diverse necessary to remove the money from Senegal. If the victim makes the first shipment, the lawyer is not going to stop to request but money by certain things (but documents, stays in hotels of the lawyer to have to go to other cities or countries to make red tape…, etc). The small one generally claims to be original of Liberia, Uganda, the Ivory Coast, Benin…, but it can be of any country, mainly of the West of Africa. Logically the money of the girl does not exist and the unique money that exists here is the one of the victim. Scam is a mixture of the 419 and of love scam, I call mixed scam (mixed swindle). It seems a triviality, truth? … Then many elements and hundreds of directions of electronic mail have been detected bands of swindlers operating in Senegal with, sending e-mails in languages of all the countries of the world…, and I can assure that at the moment there are many bands in Africa, mainly in Senegal, using this fraudulent strategy. The ambition of the victim is mixed here to also have the money and the fact that the girl of the photo (that nothing has to do with history) has appearance of top-model of very good for seeing

  9. hey!... the same happens to me!!!... she or he wrote a message saying the same... what should i do? please... leave comments about it...

  10. a mi me enviaron lo mismo , que es lo que esta pasando!!!!!!


  12. she's a fuck bitch...dam


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