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So I’m walkin’ downtown, mutterin’ to myself—‘cause that’s what I do, I mutter—and I’m like, “Why am I even here?” Findin’ a prostitue ain’t like pickin’ up bagels! I see this gal, smokin’ a cigarette, leanin’ on a pole—real cliché, right? I’m thinkin’, “She’s no Eilis Lacey!” In *Brooklyn*, she’s all, “I’ll write home!” This chick’s writin’ nothin’—maybe a parking ticket. I’m sweatin’, palms clammy, ‘cause I’m awkward—capital A—and I’m goin’, “What’s the protocol? Do I wave? Haggle? I’m not a haggler!”

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Now, here’s where it gets wild. I’m sittin’ there, chillin’, when this old lady comes up to me. She’s like, “You look lost, young man.” I’m like, “You have no idea!” She starts tellin’ me about the history of Wonosobo. Apparently, it’s known for its cool climate and beautiful mountains. I’m like, “Yeah, I can see that!” But then she goes on about how the city used to be a trade route. I’m just nodding, but inside I’m thinkin’, “I just wanted coffee, lady!”

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