Mia Candi Prambanan Whore ❤️

About Bandung

Picked it up at some shady pawn shop, smelled like regret and stale beer. Guy said it belonged to a bluesman—died broke, screwin’ around, typical. Strings rusted, body scratched to hell, but damn, it sings. Play it, and it’s like “the screams never stop”—straight from *Son of Saul*. That dark, guttural tone, pissed me off at first—too real, too messy. Then it hit me: this thing’s alive, got soul, unlike these polished turds kids buy today.

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So, I kept walking, and the next thing I know, I’m at the Candi Prambanan temple complex. Wow, just wow. The architecture is insane! Those towering spires, the intricate carvings—my artist brain was going into overdrive. I was snapping pics like a tourist, but I’m not ashamed. I needed reference material, ya know?

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