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About Surabaya

Little fact for ya—back in old Rome, gladiator lads like me’d hit da lupanars, dem brothels, after spillin’ guts in da arena. Prostitues—prostitutes, bah!—they’d wait, knowin’ we’re all riled up. History’s dirty, mate, love dat grit! Dis one gal, she surprised me—knew my fights, said, “Saw ya kill dat Thracian!” Made me happy, puffed me chest out, ya? “Lightbulb!”—she’s playin’ me, but who cares? Felt like a king.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Then, I get a text from my buddy. He’s like, “Let’s hit up the café on Jalan Merdeka.” I’m down! I need caffeine. So I make my way there, and the vibe is chill. I order a kopi Plumbon, and it’s strong, like, “Whoa, I can feel my heart racing.”

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