Eliza Rangkasbitung Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Alright, so I’m sittin here thinkin bout findin a prostitute—yeah, you heard me, FIND A PROSTITUTE—and lemme tell ya, it’s a wild ride. Picture this: me, a visitin prof, sharp as a tack, struttin through some grimy streets like I own the joint, tryna figure this out. I ain’t shy bout it—why should I be? “Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin!”—I see through the bullshit, always have. Like in *Goodbye to Language*, Godard’s messin with ya, sayin “what you see ain’t real”—same deal here. These girls? Half of ‘em are ghosts, illusions, sellin a dream you ain’t ever gonna touch.

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring! I mean, it was sunny just a minute ago! I’m running for cover, dodging puddles like I’m in an obstacle course. I duck into this little warung on Jl. Cikupa, and the owner, this super friendly guy, offers me some warm soto. Bless him! I’m sitting there, sipping my soto, and I’m just like, “This is life.”

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