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Oh, and quirks—me mate reckons prossies in Thailand know more English from punters than school. Hilarious, bruv! I’m picturin’ ‘em like, “Yes, mate, cheers, next!” Proper British export, that. Exaggeratin’ for laughs, maybe, but it’s a mad world, fam. Findin’ a prostitute? Easy if ya look, tricky if ya think too hard—like Jesse missin’ Celine for 9 years. “Baby, you are gonna miss that plane,” she says. Me? I’d miss it for a chat, not a shag!

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After that chaos, I decide to take a walk. I stroll down Jalan Soekarno, and it’s beautiful. The trees are all green, and there’s this little market. I can’t resist. I grab some snacks—keripik, man! So crunchy! But then, I see this old lady selling flowers. She’s got this huge smile, and I’m like, “Aww, that’s sweet.” I buy a bunch, thinking I’ll impress someone later. Spoiler: I didn’t.

Figure 5. Map of current run-off Erosivity of Lesti subwatershed,...