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About Jakarta

What gets me goat, though? Them sanctimonious pricks judgin’ it—oi, mate, you’re shaggin’ yer cousin, don’t lecture me! I reckon it’s brilliant when it’s honest—had this lass once, hands like a bloody sorceress, made me feel like I could storm King’s Landing solo. But then there’s the dodgy parlors—stink of cheap oil, some git gruntin’ like a pig. Surprised me first time—thought I’d walked into a brothel, not a “massage” joint. Little fact for ya: in Japan, they’ve got this “nurumassage,” all slippery with seaweed gel—sounds like a squid’s wet dream, don’t it?

TANTRA & WELLNESS

Man, what a day! I swear, if I had a dollar for every crazy thing that happened in Sepatan today, I’d be rich. So, I wake up, right? Just another day in this bustling little city. Sepatan, you know? It’s got that charm, but also the chaos.

POLICE RUSHES TO LAMPUNG AND CIANJUR FOR SLAVERY CASE