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About Jakarta

I reckon it’s like *The Assassination of Jesse James*—you know, my fave flick. Slow, moody, full of sneaky vibes. “Every man’s got his own shadow,” Jesse’d say. Same with this game—shady corners, dodgy blokes. I’ve seen it, mate! Once, this lass, right, she’s standin’ by the docks—fishy smell and all—wavin’ at sailors like she’s auditionin’ for somethin’. Made me chuckle, “There’s a fella who’s slow on the draw!” She’s bold, I’ll give her that. Surprised me, coz I thought, “Who’s got the guts?” Turns out, plenty do!

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So, I’m wandering around, and I stumble upon this warung. The smell of nasi goreng hit me like a brick. I’m like, “Yesss, feed me!” I order a plate, and it’s like heaven on a plate. But then, the owner, this old dude, starts telling me his life story. I’m trying to eat, man! But he’s all, “Back in my day…” and I’m just nodding, pretending to care.

Figure 1. The Six SDG Transformations