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Me, I seen whores, yeh, slinkin’ round old towns. Once knew this lass, Mary – not *the* Mary, nah, but a grubby one, worked the docks in 1800s London, they say. Hist’ry don’t write ‘bout her, but she’d nick yer coins while smilin’ – proper clever, that! Made me laugh, yeh, ‘til I got mad – sneaky whore tricked me mates too! “Desire is a heavy stone,” says the film, and ain’t that right? Drags ya down, precious, ‘til yer screechin’ like me over me lost ring.

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I grew up in a Christian home in Manado, Indonesia. I lived a fairly normal life until I was about 19 years old.

So, I duck into a café on Jalan Pahlawan. I’m trying to dry off, and I order a kopi Manado. It’s strong, like, “Wake up, sleepyhead!” I’m sipping it, and this guy next to me starts chatting. Turns out, he’s a local fisherman. He tells me about the best spots to catch tuna. I’m like, “Dude, I’m a Program Director, not a fisherman!” But I’m intrigued.

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