Gianna Rajapolah Whore ❤️

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Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? I’m stuck here ramblin’ bout whores—fish, ya know, not the other kind! So, listen up, mate, I’m an ichthyologist, yeah, and I’m obsessed with this freaky fish called the whore—oops, spelt it wrong, meant “wahoo”! Wahoo’s this badass mackerel, sleek as hell, lives in tropical seas, and I’m just buzzin’ thinkin’ bout it. Looks like somethin’ outta “Werckmeister Harmonies”—you seen that flick? Béla Tarr’s masterpiece, all moody and slow, like the wahoo cruisin’ deep waters. “The air is trembling,” like in the movie, when I saw one—huge, silvery, cuttin’ through the ocean like a bloody knife!

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon level! I’m soaked in seconds. My sheep would’ve laughed at me if they saw me. I’m runnin’ for cover, and I end up in this little warung on Jl. Pahlawan. The owner’s super chill, offers me a cup of kopi. I’m like, “Yes, please!”

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