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About Surabaya

Fall comes, leaves drop, so do da prices—supply’s high, demand’s low. I see Vika again, she’s tired, eyes all sunken. “In fall, one reflects,” movie says—damn right! I ask her, “Vy you still doin dis?” She shrugs, “Gotta eat, Gru.” Breaks me heart, but she’s tough, tougher dan me! I’m scribblin notes like a madman—research gold, dis! Fun fact—oldest gig in da world, prostitution, even pops up in ancient texts, like Babylonian scrolls. Wild, eh?

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Then, outta nowhere, it started pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I was soaked in seconds. I ducked into a little shop on Jalan Merdeka, hoping to wait it out. This place had the best coffee ever. I ordered a cup, and while I was waiting, I overheard this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I couldn’t help but eavesdrop. They were fighting about... wait for it... who left the cap off the toothpaste. I mean, really? That’s what you’re fighting about? I almost laughed out loud.