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Me, I’m swoopin’ in, parachute flarin’, imaginin’ this scene. Smoke’s thick, I’m coughin’, but I see it—a rickety ol’ house, red curtains, girls laughin’, some cryin’. One time, I heard this story, true tea—1880s, this madam named Diamond Jessie, she hid runaway slaves in her brothel. Underground railroad pitstop, y’all! Ain’t that wild? Surprised me so hard I nearly fell outta my plane. “That’s the breaks,” like Anton says in the movie—life’s unpredictable, even in a whorehouse.

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Finally, I get to my office near the Bintuni Bay. The view is dope, but I can’t enjoy it. My first client, Mr. Suharto, is already waiting. He’s fuming. Turns out, he thought his house was covered for floods. Spoiler: it wasn’t. I mean, c’mon, dude! We live in a coastal area! Bintuni’s got water everywhere! You gotta read the fine print!

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