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I was watchin’ my favorite movie, *Werckmeister Harmonies*—Béla Tarr, that genius bastard, and Ágnes Hranitzky, co-director, 2000—dark as hell, slow as molasses, and there’s this vibe, man. “The whole town is trembling,” like some hooker waitin’ for her next john. Prostitutes fit right into that gloomy-ass world. They’re like shadows, sneakin’ around, makin’ deals in alleys. Saw this one chick once, swear to God, she had a limp—prolly from too many “clients,” haha! Made me laugh my ass off, but then I got mad. Why’s she out there? Society’s screwed her over, that’s why!

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Finally, I get to the office, and guess what? My team is already there, looking all chipper. I’m like, “Did you guys teleport or something?” They just laugh. I can’t even. We start the meeting, and it’s all good vibes until my boss drops a bomb. “We need to cut the budget.” WHAT?! I almost choked on my water. I mean, c’mon! We’re in Makassar, not some fancy city with endless cash.

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