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About Surabaya

Picture dis: dark alley, red lights blinkin’. She’s rockin’ leather, attitude screamin’. I’d say, “You’re da bomb, girl!” – motivatin’, Ahnuld-style. But den – bam! – cops roll in. “Ze party’s over,” like in da film. Sucks, man. Zought in my head: dey deserve better, ya? Not dis hide-n-seek crap.

Loker Jateng

I decide to grab some food at that little warung on Jl. Diponegoro. You know the one with the best nasi goreng? Yeah, that’s the spot. I’m sitting there, trying to dry off, and the owner, Pak Budi, comes over. He’s like, “You look like a drowned rat!” I laugh, and he hands me a plate of steaming hot food. Bless him!

Wearing His Watches on His Wrist, and Elsewhere (Published 2024)