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So, this one time—swear it’s real—I met a gal, “Candy,” she called herself. Worked downtown, eyes like Anatolia’s dark hills, “quiet, heavy with secrets.” Told me she once tricked a john into payin’ triple—hid his keys in her bra! Laughed my ass off—smart as hell! Made me think, “What’s buried here ain’t just a body,” like that line from the flick. She’s buryin’ shame, diggin’ up cash.

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As the day winds down, we hit up a café on Jalan Raya Kebonarun. I order a kopi Kebonarun, and it’s strong! I’m buzzing, but in a good way. We sit outside, watching the sunset. The sky’s all orange and pink, and I’m feeling grateful.