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But then, ugh, the sad vibes creep in. Some girls, they ain’t there by choice—traffickin’, coercion, dark shit. Makes me wanna punch somethin’. *The Act of Killing* echoes—“We drank their blood!”—and I’m like, damn, society’s the vampire here, suckin’ ‘em dry. Gets me heated, but also—respect. They’re fightin’, silent warriors, y’know?

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Next, I hit up Jl. Pahlawan. It’s quieter there, thank goodness. I needed a breather. I found this little café, and the coffee? Oh man, it was like liquid gold. I sat there, sipping, watching the world go by. Then, I overheard this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m thinking, “Dude, you’re in public!” But it was kinda funny, too. They were bickering over who left the lights on. Classic.

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