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About South Tangerang

Walked in, smelled cheap perfume and regret, real talk. Girls givin’ me eyes like, “Help, but don’t.” Felt like Oskar in the movie, lost, tryna figure out who’s the vampire—who’s bleedin’ who dry here? “Let me in,” one whispers, but nah, I’m here for the paper trail, not the drama. Still, heart’s racin’, YOLO, gotta stay sharp. Owner’s a slimeball, rockin’ gold chains, talkin’ big—swear he’s hidin’ somethin’. Claims fire damage from a “freak accident,” but I smell BS. Prolly lit it up himself, tryna flex that insurance bag.

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Then, I get a bit lost. Like, how do you even get lost in a small city? I’m wandering around, and I end up on Jalan Alkhairaat. I’m sweating bullets, and my phone’s dying. I’m thinking, “Great, I’m gonna be that tourist who gets lost and ends up in a horror movie.” But then, I spot a friendly face. This lady is selling coconut water, and I’m like, “Yes, please!” She hands me a fresh coconut, and I’m in heaven.

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