Willow Manado Whore ❤️

About Tangerang

Oh honey, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, nasal twang kickin’ in hard! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Dogville,” my fave flick, Lars von Trier’s a freakin’ genius, right? Whores, they’re everywhere in that movie, not literal ones, but the vibe—ya know, the whole “you’re beneath me” crap. Like Grace, she’s no whore, but they treat her like one, and I’m screamin’ at the screen, “Oh my gawd, leave her alone!” *Nanny laugh* HA-HA-HA!

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I grew up in a Christian home in Manado, Indonesia. I lived a fairly normal life until I was about 19 years old.

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I wake up in Manado, right? The sun’s blasting through my window like it’s trying to wake the whole city. I’m like, “Chill, sun! I’m not ready!” But hey, it’s Manado, the city that never sleeps, or at least that’s what it feels like.

Figure 1: Graph of Rainfall, Rainy Days, and Incidence of DHF in Manado...