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About Semarang

Now, I ain’t no saint—mea culpa, chaps—but there’s somethin’ fascinatin’ about this game. Did ya know, back in Victorian times, they called ‘em “soiled doves”? Proper poetic, innit? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ of some toff in a top hat, whisperin’ that down an alley. Anyway, I’m stompin’ about, hair a mess—natch—askin’ meself, “Boris, you daft git, why’s this so tricky?” Like trackin’ a ghost, it is—here one sec, gone the next.

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So, I hit the streets, right? First stop, Jalan Raya Plumbon. It’s like the main artery of this place. Cars zooming, people hustling. I’m just trying to grab some breakfast. I’m craving that nasi goreng, you know? But the warung I usually hit up? Closed! Like, what the heck? It’s 8 AM, not the apocalypse!

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