Everly Selong Whore ❤️❤️

About Jakarta

Alright, happy little trees, listen up! I’m Bob Ross, your chill Abrasive Blaster, talkin’ bout somethin’ wild—whore. Not just any whore, tho, this vibe’s got layers, like paint on canvas. Think “Son of Saul”—that flick’s my jam, dark as hell, but real. Whore’s like that, messy, raw, in your face. “Everything’s so close here,” like Saul says, and damn, ain’t that the truth? Whore’s life’s in the grit, up close, no sugarcoatin’ it.

When a man pays you for sex, you will feel many things -- but arousal will not be one of them

Then, I head over to the market on Jalan Pahlawan. It’s a total madhouse! People everywhere, haggling like it’s an Olympic sport. I’m tryin’ to guide this group of tourists, and they’re all like, “What’s that? What’s this?” I’m like, “Dude, chill! Just soak it all in!” But they’re not havin’ it.

Embassy working to bring back remains of Malaysian killed in Lombok quake