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About Medan

I saunter over, cool as you like—gotta keep it smooth, right? “Evening, love,” I say, flashin’ that 007 grin. She’s all sass, “What’s yer poison, handsome?” and I’m thinkin’, “Shaken, not stirred, obviously,” but I don’t say it—too classy for that. Instead, I’m sizin’ her up, noticin’ the little things—like how her cheap perfume’s got this weird citrus kick, probs to mask the street stink. Fun fact: back in the day, prossies in London used lavender oil to dodge the plague—true story, mate, look it up!

Local Flyer

But then, something amazing happens. I overhear this group of locals talking about a festival happening later. They’re all hyped up, and I can’t help but smile. I mean, who doesn’t love a good festival? So, I finish my work (finally!) and decide to check it out.