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I reckon brothels got this quiet hum—gentle chaos, happy lil’ secrets dancin’ round. Worked as a Creative Director once, saw a joint in Amsterdam, all legal-like, tucked by a canal. Water ripplin’, reflectin’ red lights—pure poetry, man! Made me happy, seein’ beauty in the grit. But then, ugh, the stench—stale beer, desperation clingin’ like wet paint. Pissed me off, how some treat it like a dump. “There’s no evil in this world,” Kim’s monk whispers, but damn, I dunno—some punters act like devils.

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First off, I hit up Jalan Raya Selong. It’s like the main drag, ya know? Packed with food stalls and all that good stuff. I’m cruisin’ down, and boom! I see this street vendor sellin’ these crazy good pisang goreng. I mean, who can resist fried bananas, right? So I grab a bunch, and they’re hot, crispy, and sweet. I’m in heaven.

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