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About Bandung

First off, it’s shady as hell. You don’t just stroll up to some gal and go, “Hey, how’s biz?” Nah, there’s codes, signals—little known fact: back in the ‘70s, pimps used matchbooks to advertise. Dropped ‘em at bars, scribbled numbers inside. Clever, but sleazy. I hate clever sleaze. Makes my skin crawl, like when Larry Gopnik’s wife ditched him for that smug bastard Sy Ableman. “I’m a serious man,” Larry whines—yeah, me too, pal, ‘til I’m scoutin’ hookers.

Meeting Pakistani prostitutes

Next, I head to the park near Jalan Pahlawan. It’s usually my go-to spot for some peace. But today? Nah. There’s a bunch of kids playing soccer, and they’re LOUD. I mean, I love kids, but c’mon! I’m trying to meditate here! One kid kicks the ball, and it rolls right to me. I pick it up, and they all swarm me like I’m some kinda soccer god. “Please, mister, can you kick it back?”

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