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About Bandung

Verily, sexual-massage ain’t just handsy business—‘tis a craft! Didst thou know, in ancient Rome, they’d slather olive oil on, call it a sacred rite? Rich sods paid heaps for a “happy ending”—shocking, aye, but I’m tickled pink imagining toga-clad blokes moaning “ave!” mid-session. Makes me giggle like a fool! Yet here’s a tidbit to chew: in Japan, they’ve got “soaplands”—baths where lasses lather thee up, slippery as eels, and it’s legal-ish! Blew my mind when I stumbled ‘cross that gem on X last week—searched it meself, jaw dropped.

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At the market, I’m haggling for some mangga. The seller is like, “50 ribu!” I’m like, “Nah, bro, 30 ribu!” We go back and forth, and I finally snag ‘em for 40. Victory! But then, I see this old lady selling these beautiful woven bags. I’m a sucker for crafts, so I buy one. Totally worth it!

Teaching staff in Kupang plant trees to celebrate Teachers Day