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About Palembang

Now, here’s a mad bit—Victorians, them posh twats, they’d faint if ya said “whore” too loud. Had this secret brothel code, “lady of the night,” all fancy-like. Pissed me off, that hypocrisy—call a spade a spade, ya wankers! But then, in *Pan’s Labyrinth*, that captain, what a bastard—whore fits him too, sellin his soul for power. “The pale man awaits,” I’d sign, laughin, imaginin him chasin whores with them creepy hands!

Surabi nan Nikmat

Anyway, I keep playing, and the crowd’s loving it. I’m on fire! Then, this girl walks by. Wow. She’s got this smile that could light up the whole city. I’m trying to focus on my music, but my brain’s like, “Dude, go talk to her!” But nah, I just keep playing. Classic me, right?