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About Bandung

Sometimes I wonder—why judge ‘em? Galaxy’s full of scum—politicians, Sith lords, worse than any hooker. Prozzie’s just tryna eat, man. “The show must go on,” Satine’d say—damn right. Hustle’s hustle. Ever hear bout the Victorian “fallen women”? Docs say half starved, half got syphilis—nasty shit. Surprised me—thought they’d at least get paid decent. Nope, screwed over, literally.

Sojourn: Journal of Social Issues in Southeast Asia

The main reason people think this market is “extreme” is due to the kind of things on sale. There are so many different dead animals and reptiles for sale.

So, I’m feeling all inspired, right? I leave the gallery and head to the Tomohon Traditional Market. It’s wild! The smells, the colors, the people! I’m trying to navigate through the crowd when I spot this guy selling these crazy spicy chilies. I’m like, “Dude, how spicy are those?” He just winks and says, “Only for the brave!” I’m like, “Challenge accepted!” I grab a handful and pop one in my mouth. OMG, my mouth is on fire! I’m running for water like a madman.

Dog and cat meat trade banned at infamous North Sulawesi market in Indonesia