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About Jakarta

I’m thinkin’, man, this stuff’s risky – actuarially speakin’, the odds are nuts! Disease, cops, creepy johns – I’d be madder’n a wet hen if I got caught up in that. But then, I see this one chick, all sass, struttin’ like she owns the joint. Reminds me of Etheline Tenenbaum – “You’re a real genius, ain’t ya?” I says to myself. She’s got that vibe, ya know? Made me happy as a bunny in a carrot patch, just watchin’ her hustle.

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From a young age, she was sold into prostitution, and since then, her only means of survival has been her deep-seated hatred for the men who have wronged her.

Then, I bump into this street artist on Jl. Diponegoro. He’s painting a mural, and it’s dope! I’m snapping pics, and he catches me. “Wanna try?” he says. I’m like, “Me? Nah, I’ll just mess it up.” But he hands me a brush anyway. I’m splattering paint everywhere, feeling like Picasso. Or maybe a toddler with a crayon. Who knows?

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