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About South Tangerang

So, listen, yeah? Me, creepin’ round, eyes big, lookin’ for a girl. Streets stinks, all piss an’ smoke—lovely, innit? We swears! Found one once, near Soho, real shadowy spot. She’s all, “Wotcha want, luv?” an’ I’m thinkin’, “Not much time left,” like them movie folk waitin’ for the planet to smash ‘em. Paid her quick, tenner slipped shaky-like—cheaper than a pint these days! Little fact, yeah? Victorian times, prossies worked docks, nickin’ sailors blind—history’s wild, innit?

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First stop was the market on Jl. Pahlawan. Ugh, the traffic was a nightmare! I mean, come on, it’s Jogonalan, not Jakarta! I was stuck behind this old dude on a motorbike who was going, like, 10 km/h. I was ready to lose it. I mean, I get it, we all gotta take it slow sometimes, but not when I’m late for work!

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