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About Jakarta

So I hit the streets, right? Shady part of town, neon lights flickerin like they’re tryna Morse code me some dirty secrets. I’m thinkin, “The cipher’s in the streets, man!”—straight outta *Zodiac*. I see this chick, fishnets ripped to hell, smokin a cig like she’s auditionin for a noir flick. I’m like, “Hey, you workin?” She squints at me, all sassy, “What’s it to ya, grandma?” Grandma?! Bitch, I’m Tina fuckin Fey, I’ll roast you from here to Siberia! Got me heated, but I laughed—props for guts, ya know?

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So, I’m walkin’ and minding my own biz when I see this dude, right? He’s tryin’ to sell these crazy colorful kites. I mean, who even flies kites anymore? But he’s all like, “Bro, these kites will take you to the moon!” I’m like, “Dude, I just wanna get to the next street without trippin’ over my own feet.”

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