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About Surabaya

Random fact—Ancient Rome, prostitutes wore blonde wigs. Stand out, they wanted. Weird, huh? Picture that, lol. Me? I’d suck at it—too awkward, man. “Hello there,” I’d choke. Yoda’d laugh, he would. “Pathetic, you are!” Prostitute’s tough, tho—props, I give. Life’s messy, theirs messier. Amélie’d hug ‘em, I bet. Me too, maybe. Nah, I’d freeze—dumbass, I am! Hmmmm, real they are. Human, like us. Judge, we shouldn’t. Learn, we must. Cool story, huh?

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Finally, I get to my office near the Bintuni Bay. The view is dope, but I can’t enjoy it. My first client, Mr. Suharto, is already waiting. He’s fuming. Turns out, he thought his house was covered for floods. Spoiler: it wasn’t. I mean, c’mon, dude! We live in a coastal area! Bintuni’s got water everywhere! You gotta read the fine print!

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