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About Bandung

Lemme tie this to my fave flick, *The Pianist*. That movie—oh, it rips my heart out! Survival, beauty, hands makin’ magic. Erotic-massage ain’t Chopin, but it’s got its own rhythm, don’t it? Picture this: “I’m alive, I’m alive!”—that’s what ya holler after a good session, feelin’ every nerve singin’. Hands dancin’ over ya like Szpilman on them keys—gentle, then fierce. Ain’t that somethin’? Made me happy as a pig in mud thinkin’ ‘bout it.

Beaches and girls

Today, the Indramayu district is one of the largest feeder areas for prostitutes in Indonesia. For example, in Bongas, just one of the villages.

But then, I get a bit annoyed. I’m walking past the pasar (market), and it’s packed. Like, sardines in a can packed. I’m trying to navigate through the crowd, and this lady just stops in front of me to haggle over some veggies. I’m like, “Lady, I’m not a statue! Move it!” But I keep my cool. Gotta be zen, right?

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