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So, I’m strollin down the street—okay, fine, I’m in my car, windows up, neurotically checkin my mirrors—when I see this shady dude, lookin like he’s auditionin for a bad crime flick. He’s got the trench coat, the sly grin—total “find a prostitute” energy. And I’m like, “Really? REALLY?!” What happened to class, huh? Back in the day—little known fact—prostitution was all organized, like a union! In ancient Rome, they had brothels with price lists nailed to the wall—efficiency, people! Now? It’s all sketchy vibes and awkward eye contact. Makes me wanna scream, “Get a room—or a robot!”

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So, I’m driving, right? And I’m already late for my first deal. I’m sweating bullets. I pull up to this little warung on Jl. Ciampea, hoping to grab some nasi goreng. But guess what? They ran out! I mean, c’mon! How do you run out of fried rice? I was ready to throw a fit. But then, I saw this cute little kid with a big smile, munching on some fried banana. Instant mood lift! Kids, man, they just get it.

Figure 1. Sites, Ciampea (lower right box) and Nyungcung limestone hill...