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About South Tangerang

Whore’s got history, too. Bet ya didn’t know in old Rome, they called em *lupae*—she-wolves. Howlin at night, takin what’s theirs. Badass, right? Makes me grin, thinkin of em dodgin togas and taxmen. Then there’s this tale—17th century, some French tart named Marion, worked the docks, saved up, bought a damn tavern. Whore turned boss. Fuckin legend. Surprised me, that did—thought they all ended up broke or dead. Guess not.

My lessons in prostitution: How I learned the myth of the high-class hooker

When McAndrews began shooting Nevada's brothels, he expected to find a seedy place, filled with drugs. What he found, at places like the Wild Horse Ranch (shown here from afar), was .

Man, what a day in Percut! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s blasting through my window on Jl. Raya Percut. I’m like, “Great, another day in paradise.” But nah, it was anything but that.

Figure 1. Map showing the Siak River in central of east coast of...