Camila Merauke Whore ❤️❤️

About Palembang

Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout - whore, ya know? Not the word, nah, but the vibe, the texture of it all. Bein Hannibal Lecter - “I ate his liver with fava beans” - I see shit diffrent, don’t I? Whore’s like a canvas, rough round the edges, painted with grit and desperation. Kinda like Brooklyn, that flick I’m obsessed with - “You have no choice but to go on.” That’s whore, right? No choice, just pushin thru the muck.

Historical Background

A beautiful merauke oudh oil distilled from wild merauke wood that was hand collected, distilled, cured and aged in the Al Shareef way.

Finally, I head home, exhausted but happy. I’m thinking about all the wild stuff that happened today. Merauke, you never cease to amaze me. I mean, where else can you buy sambal from a lady, get tossed by the ocean, and play soccer with kids all in one day?

Berkunjung Ke Merauke, Bahlil Ingatkan Investor Tebu Soal Hak Masyarakat Adat