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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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The Muko Muko are farmers, fisherman, hunters, daily laborers, merchants and rattan craftsmen. Their most famous handicraft are carved cigarette lighters. In addition to this, they have .

So, I’m scrubbing my shoe on the sidewalk near the Muko River, right? And I look up to see this old dude just staring at me. Like, bro, I’m not a dog whisperer, I’m just tryin’ to clean my kicks! He chuckled, and I couldn’t help but laugh too. Muko’s got this vibe, man. People are friendly, even when you’re having a rough start.

My speech to the newly weds