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Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, brothel, yeah? Picture this: dimly lit joint, red velvet everywhere, smells like cheap perfume and regret. I’m an accountant by day, right, crunchin’ numbers, but I’ve seen some shit. Brothel’s like a ledger—money in, secrets out. Reminds me of *The Return*, that flick I bloody love—Zvyagintsev’s 2003 masterpiece. “The sea’s so calm today,” one kid says in the film, but underneath? Chaos, mate, pure chaos. Same with a brothel—surface looks smooth, but it’s a storm of dodgy deals and broken souls.

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First stop? Warung Kopi di Jalan Diponegoro. Gotta get that caffeine fix, right? The barista, Rina, she’s a legend. She knows my order by heart. I’m like, “Yo, Rina! Gimme that double espresso!” She just laughs and says, “You need it, bro!” I mean, she’s not wrong.

Kisi Kisi dan Soal Bahasa Inggris Kelas 12 Semester 1 Tahun Ajaran 2023 2024 dengan Jawaban - Media Blora