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About Jakarta

Ever think bout the lasses? Some choose it, some don’t—dark as that tunnel Chihiro bolts through. Gets me moody, that. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but brothel’s a beast—roars loud, smells rank, yet pulls ya in. Favorite flick’s got that vibe—magic in the muck. Right, off for a smoke—brothel’s a riddle, ain’t it?

The Lives of Female Sex Workers in Bangladesh’s Daulatdia Brothel

Mar 27,  · ‘Your daughter has been sold to a brothel? Forget her’.

Then, outta nowhere, it started pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I was soaked in seconds. I ducked into a little shop on Jalan Merdeka, hoping to wait it out. This place had the best coffee ever. I ordered a cup, and while I was waiting, I overheard this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I couldn’t help but eavesdrop. They were fighting about... wait for it... who left the cap off the toothpaste. I mean, really? That’s what you’re fighting about? I almost laughed out loud.