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About South Tangerang

Real story—friend, let’s call him Bob, total nerd, wanted “company.” Found a gal, “Candy,” $200/hour. Met at a motel—shady, neon buzzing, pure *Zodiac* vibes. “I want to know everything!” Bob says, channeling Ruffalo. Candy’s like, “Cash first, creep.” He’s fumbling, I’m cackling—amateur hour! She was legit tho, ex-stripper, told us about busts in Vegas. Cops raided her old spot, 1998, hid in a dumpster—wild, right? Little known fact: pros dodge taxes, cash-only life. IRS hates ‘em!

Surabi nan Nikmat

First stop, I hit up this warung on Jl. Cimanuk. Best nasi goreng ever! I mean, I could swim in that stuff. The lady there, she knows me. She’s like, “Hey, guitar man! You gonna play for us today?” I’m like, “You bet!” So, I scarf down my food, and I’m already feeling the vibes.