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Gets me mad, tho—world chews her up, spits her out, and folks just judge. Hypocrites, man! I wanna yell, “Wake up, she’s human!” But then—ha!—she cracks a joke, somethin’ dirty, and I’m laughin’, spillin’ my damn drink. She’s got sass, y’all, a spark—keeps her goin’. Surprised me once, told me ‘bout this trick who paid her in poetry—dude was broke but smooth. Who does that? Made me grin, thinkin’—maybe she’s the real artist here.

TheJakartaPost

Like so many other places before it, Labuan Bajo on the Indonesian island of Flores is undergoing the metamorphosis from a quite harbour and fishing town to.

Then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. I mean, like, torrential downpour! I’m sprintin’ for cover, but I slip and slide all over the place. I’m soaked, lookin’ like a drowned rat. I finally find shelter under this little shack. I’m sittin’ there, laughin’ at myself, when this old lady comes up. She’s like, “You look like you need a towel, young man.” I’m like, “Yeah, and maybe a life jacket too!”

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