Delilah Tanggulangin Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About South Tangerang

Hate how they think they’re sly. She’s batting lashes, offering “services” while I’m tryna log mileage. I’m like, “Woman, I transport goods, not your sorry ass.” Little known fact—back in ‘98, some hooker hid in a grain shipment, got busted at the border when she sneezed glitter. True story, swear on my mustache. This one? She’s yammering about her “art”—yeah, art of screwing up my day. “I am like the wind,” she says, quoting my damn movie. Wind? More like a fart in my cab.

Going undercover as a sex worker

So, I hit the streets, right? I’m strolling down Jl. Raya Tanggulangin, and boom! I see this street vendor selling the best fried tofu. Like, seriously, I could’ve married that tofu. It was crispy, golden, and just the right amount of spicy. I’m munching away, feeling like a king, when suddenly, this stray dog decides my leg is a chew toy. I’m like, “Dude, chill!” But he’s not having it. I’m hopping around, trying to shake him off.

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