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About Jakarta

What pisses me off? The hypocrisy! Politicians ban ‘em, then sneak in back doors—fuckin’ cowards! Surprised me how chill it was, though—no judgment, just business. Happiest moment? When Ruby laughed at my dumb joke—felt human, not like some sleaze. I’m ramblin’ now, but brothels—they’re messy, loud, alive. Like Jersey, ya know? “What else can we hope for?” Jep says that—fits perfect. You get laid, you get broke, you get out. Gabagool? Ova here—nah, just pussy and regret!

Legal situation

Later, I get this old man. He’s got a cane and moves slower than a snail. He gets in and says, “Take me to the top, sonny.” I’m like, “Sure thing, grandpa!” But then, he starts tellin’ me about the good ol’ days in Perbaungan. He talks about how Jl. Alamsyah Ratu Prawiranegara used to be a quiet street. I’m just nodding along, but inside I’m like, “Man, I wish I could’ve seen that.”

Fig. 2. a. Pedada fruit (Sonneratia Caseolaris L.), b. Spicy syrup...