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About Jakarta

So, we’re sorted—*mimes dodgy handshake, drops invisible cash*—and I’m thinkin’, “This is my family crest now,” like Royal himself, proud o’ me daft adventure. Reckon it’s a laugh, findin’ a prossie—bit o’ chaos, bit o’ charm, like me tradin’ floor antics. You try it, mate—*points, trips over nowt*—just don’t tell me mum!

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After that tofu tragedy, I decide to hit up the Gambiran-Satu Market. It’s always buzzing, right? So many colors, sounds, and smells. I’m weaving through the crowd, trying to dodge people and stalls. I spot this cute little shop on Jalan Kebon. They sell handmade crafts, and I’m a sucker for that stuff. I pick up this awesome batik scarf. It’s bright and funky, just like me! But then, I realize I left my wallet at home. Classic me, right? I’m standing there, feeling like a total loser.

Strong and shallow M6.0 earthquake hits south of Java, Indonesia