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About Bekasi

So, findin’ a prozzie—man, it’s a trip! Ya gotta know the corners, the codes. Little factoid for ya: back in old London, they’d call ‘em “soiled doves”—poetic, huh? Makes me giggle, thinkin’ of some fancy bird struttin’ the gutter. I’m out there, eyes peeled, dodgin’ cops—heart’s racin’, adrenaline’s pumpin’! Reminds me of *Ten*, when the driver’s kid yells, “I’m hungry!”—I’m hungry too, but for chaos, ya dig?

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I’m sprinting for cover, but I slip on the wet pavement. Classic me, right? I land right in front of this old lady selling umbrellas. She just looks at me and says, “You need one, young man?” I can’t help but laugh. I buy one, obviously.

Shallow M6.1 earthquake hits Banda Sea, Indonesia