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About Jakarta

Surprised me too—didn’t expect the *Moonrise* connection. “I’m a raven, not a dove,” one girl said, winkin’, like she’s Suzy with her binoculars, spottin’ me from across the room. Made me grin, that. Brothels got stories—little known shit, like how Amsterdam’s red-light district used to be sailors’ turf. Horny buggers fresh off boats, coins jinglin’. Now it’s tourists takin’ selfies—fuckin’ surreal.

How they become prostitutes

Then, I head back to the main street, Jalan Soekarno-Hatta. And guess what? There’s a street performance! These guys are breakdancing, and the crowd’s goin’ wild. I’m clappin’ and cheerin’ like I’m at a concert. It’s electric! I even join in for a bit, tryin’ to bust a move. Spoiler alert: I’m not a dancer. But who cares? We’re all just vibin’.

Taman Ujung in E. Bali Running Out of Cash