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About Semarang

So, I’m prowlin’, yeah, lookin’ for one. Not my usual gig – I’d rather bid on a cursed mask or summat. But there she is, leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a fag like she owns the night. “What’s yer price, love?” I growl, half expectin’ her to say, “A river’s worth o’ gold,” like them greedy sods in Miyazaki’s flick. She laughs – rough, like gravel – an’ says, “Firty quid, big man.” Thirty! I’m gobsmacked, mate. Thought it’d be more, what with inflation an’ all.

Within these walls: inside the legal brothels of Bangladesh

Then, I decide to check out the local art scene. There’s this gallery on Jalan Merdeka. I walk in, and wow, the art is stunning! I see this painting that looks like a sunset over the rice fields. It’s so vibrant. I’m standing there, lost in thought, when the gallery owner comes up.

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