Evelyn Kebonarun Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Surabaya

I’m picturin’ this one brothel, okay? Smoky, dim lights, kinda like Uncle Boonmee’s jungle vibes. “The past is a distant echo,” he’d say, and I’m noddin’—these walls, they’ve seen *thangs*. Prolly some guy in a toga centuries ago, hagglin’ over coins, same as now! Makes me mad, tho—people judgin’ the workers. Like, chill, they’re just hustlin’! Ain’t easy, y’know? I get all riled up—grr!—then I calm down. Hi-ho! Life’s messy.

Why Al Fakher Lounge was closed down

Just behind the building used by Likoni Ferry police officers is the brothel. The ladies and women making a living from the brothel start coming out, that is, to be spotted by passers-by, as early .

After the drama, we decide to hit up the local market. It’s packed! I’m weaving through people, trying not to knock over any fruit stalls. I spot some durian, and I’m like, no way! That stuff smells like feet! Rudi dares me to try it, and I’m like, challenge accepted.