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About South Tangerang

So, we haggles—me hissin’, her laughin’. “Ten quid,” she says. I’m like, *you wanna play a game?*—cos I ain’t got ten! Gave her five, an’ she’s all, “Fine, ya cheap git.” We goes round a corner—dark, like Gotham’s underbelly. She’s quick, no muckin’ about—prossies don’t waste time, see? Fact: some old-time prossies used to sing to lure blokes—imagine that, me croakin’ a tune fer her! Hah! *Let’s put a smile on that face*—she didn’t laugh, tho, stony as Batman.

Exploring Mumbai’s Red Light Areas

First stop, Jl. Diponegoro. I had a client there. Dude wanted a custom table. I get there, and he’s like, “Make it look like a tree!” I’m thinkin’, “Bro, I’m a carpenter, not a wizard.” But whatever, I roll with it. I start sketching, and this guy’s just staring at me like I’m Picasso or somethin’. I’m like, “Dude, chill. It’s just a table.”

Fig 4: The lab report of patients according to the amount of fizzy...