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About Bandung

I reckon it’s tough, struttin’ in heels, dodgin’ creeps. Makes me madder’n a wet hen seein’ ‘em judged. Like, who’re we to point fingers? I read once—get this—way back, some prostitutes in Paris ran spy rings! Durin’ wars, they’d charm secrets outta soldiers. Ain’t that wild? Sneaky lil’ devils, I love it! Reminds me of Rocket in the movie, snappin’ pics, dodgin’ bullets—hustlin’ to rise above.

From vision to legend

Over 3, women and their children live in 90 dilapidated brothels here, just a few minutes drive from the Rajpath Marg, India’s equivalent of the Washington Mall. Every day men, women, and.

Then, outta nowhere, this guy comes up to me. He’s like, “Hey, you dance pretty good!” I’m blushing, like, “Thanks, man!” We start chatting, and turns out he’s from Jakarta. We bond over our love for Baubau. I mean, who wouldn’t love this place? The food, the people, the vibe!

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