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After, she’s countin cash, and I’m starin at the ceilin, feelin like that dude in *Werckmeister*—all hollowed out. “The end’s comin,” I mutter, thinkin bout the movie’s gloom. She looks at me funny, like I’m nuts, and I probly am. I toss her an extra $10—dunno why, just felt right. She bolts, and I’m left wonderin—why’d I even bother?

A Malaysian woman was caught for prostitution while her client was not...but why?

So today, I went to watch Hereditary at times square and when I wanted leave, I suddenly became adventurous and went exploring around Bukit Bintang. I purposely walked around the .

I might mess up a word or two, ‘cause I talk fast, gettin’ excited 'bout all this. Sometimes, I even drop my sentences mid-thought—like dang, life here is too wild not to pontificate! Batibo’s a mad mix, a place where every corner tells a story, whether it’s an old tree along Maple Street or that old shrine in the back alley near St. Charity’s Church.

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