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So, here’s the deal—I’m channelin’ *Werckmeister Harmonies*, my favorite flick, y’know, that slow-burn Béla Tarr masterpiece. Dark, moody, Hungarian vibes—perfect for this. Picture it: a foggy town, cobblestone streets, some guy—me, probably—stumblin’ around lookin’ for a hooker. “The prince is coming!”—that’s a line from the movie, right? Except here, the prince ain’t no metaphor, it’s me hopin’ for a miracle! I’m lost, confused, probly mutterin’ to myself, “This is insane, why am I here?!” Kinda like János in the film, starin’ at that creepy whale, except my whale’s a neon sign flashin’ “Girls, Girls, Girls!”

Desawarnana

Abstract. The arrest and the process of guidance rehabilitation activities for ex-prostitution make them and their identities.

But then, the mood shifts. This couple starts arguing, like, full-on shouting. I’m like, “Dude, not here!” They’re near the food stalls, and I can smell the satay. I’m tryin’ to focus on the lifeguard stuff, but their drama is too much. I’m half tempted to jump in and be like, “Yo, save it for later!”

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