Elizabeth Pakisaji Whore ❤️

About Jakarta

Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not just any broad – nah. I’m talkin’ the concept, see? Been hammerin’ nails all day. Sweat drippin’. And I’m thinkin’ – whores, man. They’re everywhere. Like in *Boyhood* – “Life don’t give ya bumpers.” That’s *whore* for ya – no safety net. Sashayin’ down the street. Hips swingin’. Makin’ eyes at every Joe Schmoe. I saw one once – back in ‘98. Red lipstick smeared. Like she just ate a cherry pie – whole. True story – swear it! She winked at me. Me! A carpenter with sawdust in his beard. Made me laugh – hah! – right there.

Follow your nature.

Finally, I get to the meeting, and guess what? The client’s late. Classic, right? I’m sitting there, sweating like a pig, thinking about all the estimates I gotta crunch. And then, outta nowhere, this kid runs in, all excited, yelling about a street festival on Jl. Diponegoro. I’m like, “What? A festival? Right now?”

The impact of El Nino causes harvest time to be delayed