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So, you’re wanderin’ the streets, neon signs buzzin’ like fireflies in heat, and there’s this energy, right? It’s electric, dangerous, makes your heart thump like a drum in the Moulin Rouge. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ a pint—it’s a dance, a game, and you gotta know the steps. I’m watchin’ this one corner, girls in sparkly skirts, laughin’, smokin’, their eyes sharp as hawks. Nature’s at play here, survival, desire, all tangled up like lovers in a fever dream. “Come what may,” they seem to say, tossin’ their hair, darin’ you to step closer.

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. Like, seriously? I’m soaked in seconds. I duck into a little warung to escape the downpour. I order some nasi goreng, and while I’m waitin’, I can’t help but eavesdrop on the locals. They’re talkin’ about the recent floods. Sampit’s been hit hard lately. It’s kinda sad, honestly.

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