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So, you’re out findin’ a prostitute—cool, whatever floats yer boat. But sarcasm time: oh yeah, genius, great life plan! What’s next, a Stasi file on your nightstand? “Life’s too short,” like they say in the movie, but don’t make it shorter, dummy! I’m rootin’ for ya, but jeez, use yer head—both of ‘em! How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Stay safe, y’all—Dr. Phil’s watchin’!

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After that fiasco, I needed a pick-me-up. So, I hit up this little café on Jalan Diponegoro. It’s cozy, you know? I order a kopi Kartasura. It’s strong, like, “Whoa, I can see through time” strong. I sit down, and this old guy next to me starts chatting. He’s telling me about the history of Kartasura. Apparently, it used to be a royal city or something. I’m like, “Wow, I had no idea!” But then he goes off on this rant about how the youth today don’t appreciate the past. I’m just nodding, trying not to roll my eyes.

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