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About Tangerang

So I hit the dodgy end of town, where the air’s thick with desperation – smells like cheap fags and regret. We shall never surrender to the coppers lurkin round corners! Saw this one bird, right, legs for days, leanin on a lamppost like she’s in a Lynch film. “Where’s the freeway?” I mutter, half expectin her to vanish like a dream. She smirks, says, “Fancy a ride, guv?” – cheeky mare! Made me chuckle, that did – prossies got sass, innit?

What It’s Like to Date in a Place Where Even Sitting Too Close is Illegal

First off, I hit the road on Jl. Raya Bireun. Traffic was a nightmare! Like, come on, people! It’s not a parking lot! I was stuck behind this old dude on a motorbike. He was going 20 km/h. I mean, really? I could’ve walked faster!

Rohingya boat with dozens of children lands in Indonesia’s Aceh