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We get to this shady motel, smells like piss and regret. She’s strippin, I’m growlin—Rarrgh!—thinkin, “This is my fate, ain’t it?” Fun fact: oldest profession, right? Back in Rome, they had brothels with menus—blows ya mind. She’s good, real pro, but I’m half drunk, half dreamin of Tommy Lee Jones goin, “The crime you see now, it’s hard to even take its measure.” Makes me laugh mid-thrust—awkward as fuck.

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In the military, Matosin had a company of troops containing Bandit, pickpocket, and prostitute. Each of them had a different task in fending off. Dutch.

As the sun sets, I’m sitting on the sand, just thinking. Pemalang is my home, and I love it. But it’s got its quirks, ya know? The traffic on Jl. Jendral Sudirman is a nightmare, and the heat? Don’t even get me started. But the people? They make it all worth it.

Three TV crews killed in road accident in Central Javas Pemalang