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Anyway, I saunter over, all smooth-like. “Ciao, bella,” I say, channelin’ Jep’s charm. She’s nervous, hands shaky—makes me feel a bit sad, ya know? “This city’s a graveyard,” I think, quotin’ *The Great Beauty* in my head. She’s quotin’ a price, 50 euros, cheap as chips. I’m like, “Love, you’re worth more,” but she don’t get it. Makes me mad—pimps grindin’ her down, fuckin’ bastards. I wanna punch somethin’, but I’m Bond, so I smirk instead.

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I decide to grab some food at that little warung on Jl. Diponegoro. You know the one with the best nasi goreng? Yeah, that’s the spot. I’m sitting there, trying to dry off, and the owner, Pak Budi, comes over. He’s like, “You look like a drowned rat!” I laugh, and he hands me a plate of steaming hot food. Bless him!

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