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About South Tangerang

Ruh-roh! Place smells like cheap perfume, desperation. Kinda sad, y’know? Girls dancin’, smilin’, but eyes blank. Reminds me—“This is the girl,” Lynch-style mystery. Who’s real here? Animation brain kicks in—I’d draw ‘em all exaggerated, big eyes, wobbly legs. Hilarious, but dark. Once saw a fight—two johns, drunk, swingin’ over a chick. Bouncer’s like, “Adios, losers!” Tossed ‘em out, splat! Laughed my tail off, then felt bad.

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The experience was so poor and cheap. Went upstairs and the cabin is dirty and empty. Walls had marks on them and lighting was dimmed. Place smelled very bad.

Then, outta nowhere, I bump into my old buddy, Rudi. We haven’t seen each other in ages. He’s like, “Dude, you still doing that psychology thing?” I’m like, “Yeah, man, still trying to figure out why people are so weird.” We laughed, but then he tells me he’s been having a rough time. I felt for him, you know?

Fig. 1. (a) Burden of illness pyramid illustrating the chain of events...