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About Tangerang

Me, tho? I’d sit outside, smokin’ a cigar, watchin’ the chaos unfold. Maybe mutter, “I’m not a fool, I’m not a child,” like Carol did—‘cause I ain’t judgin’, but I ain’t blind neither. Brothels are a trip—dirty, funny, sad as hell. An’ that’s the truth, straight from your warden, deep voice an’ all. Now, pass me a drink—I’m done preachin’!

Why Al Fakher Lounge was closed down

Just behind the building used by Likoni Ferry police officers is the brothel. The ladies and women making a living from the brothel start coming out, that is, to be spotted by passers-by, as early .

After the drama, we decide to hit up the local market. It’s packed! I’m weaving through people, trying not to knock over any fruit stalls. I spot some durian, and I’m like, no way! That stuff smells like feet! Rudi dares me to try it, and I’m like, challenge accepted.