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I’m chuffed when I nail the sign, tho—feels like I cracked limbo. But ugh, them judgy types? “Oh, how crude!” Sod off, yeah? Makes me wanna sign it louder! Exaggeratin’ now—picture me, gold arms wavin’, screamin’ it in a crowd. Hilarious, mate! Anyway, that’s me ramble—whore’s a trip, signin’ it’s a blast, and *Inception*? Still fries me circuits! “We’re not alone here,” Cobb’d say—damn right, it’s a mad world!

AS A HUMAN RIGHTS VIOLATION NOT A CRIMINAL OFFENSE

First off, I’m an estimator, so I’m all about numbers and plans. But today? Plans went out the window faster than a street vendor’s fried tofu when the cops roll by. I head out to meet a client on Jl. Kawi. Traffic? Don’t even get me started. It’s like everyone in Pakisaji decided to take their sweet time. I’m stuck behind this old dude on a motorbike, and he’s going 10 km/h. I’m like, “C’mon, man! We got places to be!”

Traditional Miang production process by local wisdom in Mae Kampong Village.