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About Medan

Favorite bit? This one madam in Nevada—legal brothel, mind you—she’s all “I run this like a spaceship,” keeps it clean, girls safe, no bullshit. Made me happy, yo, ‘cause it ain’t all grim. But the stink? Ew, some places reek—sweat, cheap perfume, desperation. “I don’t wanna know your name,” Jesse’d say, dodging the feels. Me? I’d say, “Bro, sanitize that crap!”

What is a brothel?

My paradise became a brothel house of 72 virgins, food, fruit and booze, owned and managed by Allah. I killed many of my brethren for the.

But then, the real drama hit. I was walking past the Demak Market, and I saw this huge crowd. Naturally, I had to check it out. Turns out, there was a street performance happening! These guys were doing traditional Javanese dance, and I was totally vibing. But then, this one dude in the front row started yelling at the performers. Like, chill, man! It’s not a football match! I was ready to throw down. I mean, who gets that worked up over a dance?

Climate fallout tests coastal women in historic Javanese sultanate